A city. The capital of the Horde, and their stronghold.
[He frowns as Hiro goes on. The kid is obviously struggling. Something must have happened. He wants to-- wants to ask, but is it too early? It might be. And yet the child aches, he really does, and Thrall wants nothing more than to comfort him.]
Hiro...
[The name is soft on his lips. Sometimes it's easy to forget that he's an orc, a terror on the battlefield, when he's so gentle with everything including the tiny locket in his hands.]
locked;
[He frowns as Hiro goes on. The kid is obviously struggling. Something must have happened. He wants to-- wants to ask, but is it too early? It might be. And yet the child aches, he really does, and Thrall wants nothing more than to comfort him.]
Hiro...
[The name is soft on his lips. Sometimes it's easy to forget that he's an orc, a terror on the battlefield, when he's so gentle with everything including the tiny locket in his hands.]
Do you want to talk about it?