"He chose to sacrifice himself over more lives, I'm told," Khadgar says as he wanders toward where the old park had lay and now held Lion's rest. That would be something else he would need to touch on, he supposes belatedly. The destruction brought on by the cataclysm, by Deathwing and well, he had a very interesting and reasonable excuse as to why he stayed the hell away during the dragon's siege.

His feet carried them to where they needed to be and the Archmage stood there, still as a rock, for a long minute in his solemnity for the life that was lost. The Great King that had been so brave to make a choice lesser men could not.

"Varian was only a few years younger than I and, after the seige upon Stormwind and the escape to Lordaeron, I like to think we bonded over it with Lothar in the background. I believe you would've found him agreeable in a way, he believed in the future over anything else. He wasn't good with words, but he was a definite warrior. His son.... Is not. I look forward to Anduin's path to the future."