hate is a strong word but i really really don't like you

"Nothin," A soft 'Hmm' slipped past as he studied the boy. He wondered what was on his mind, but he wouldn't force the boy to tell him if he didn't want to share just yet. He glanced out over the water, listening to the sounds for a moment before speaking, "My name is Acere, I'm a warrior," He side eyed the boy to see what he thought about that. The child looked like he'd grow to be on the larger side, perhaps even looking at the warrior path himself. He would have loved to train him, but since his own path would soon take him outside of Abaven, the chances of that were unlikely. Unless of course, Rhyme sent the boy over to him for training. He was sure Ignis would love to apprentice someone at some point, too. But even he had much to learn still. Perhaps in due time...he'd have to wait and see how things played out, first.