Mount Apikuni go then, there are other worlds than these

Illidan gave her a one-worded response, the usual for him, and when she turned her head to look at him again, he was just staring at her. She held his gaze for a moment, and then looked away awkwardly, unsure of what else she could possibly say to him. Nice weather we’re having? No. Nothing she could think of was good enough. She desperately wanted to ask him what had happened that day she’d found him so far from the group, but she couldn’t, lest he lock her out of his mind and heart. She sighed for a moment, and finally asked, “Is there anything I can do to help you?” 

She hated this indecision—this inability to know what to do. And she was not used to children in the first place. Though, when she looked at him, she noted that he was growing all the time, getting bigger… but skinny as a twig. Her brows furrowed in concern. “You must eat more. You need your strength to keep up with the group when we move on.”