Bearclaw Valley I've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on this richter scale.

Absolutely! <3 I'll get this archived.

the nameless child continued being nameless, as the question had not been met with a response.
 
illidan saw no reason to push the boy into picking a calling for himself. one day he might decide differently, but until that point arrived then he would simply be ‘the boy.’ should he dislike being called as such, all he would need to do is speak up.
 
the dark-hooded ghost did not press the matter any further. he simply relaxed and followed the movements of the younger figure as he poked around thoughtfully – young features were tightened in what seemed to have been a state of serious contemplation. unwilling to interrupt such deep thought, illidan continued to watch over the boy until he was required elsewhere and bid the child farewell.