Mount Apikuni the man in black travels with your soul in his pocket

Kavik's brows creased in concern. I disagree, he replied resolutely. You can be anything you want to be, and we'll help you with whatever we can along the way, he added, lowering his head to Illidan's level in an attempt to catch his gaze. He wasn't completely sure how to deal with such despondency from a child, but he hoped that by being a steady fixture in the boy's life, he could begin to have some hope. Or, Kavik was saying and doing all the wrong things, and Illidan would grown up to be just as angry as he was now. He certainly hoped that wasn't the case; he already considered the lost boy to be his, and he would never forgive himself if he didn't grow up happy and well-adjusted.