This shouldn't be a complicated question. The Greywaren has an answer ready, a timeless name to give her because she is a thing that cares very much about naming other things so that the words can be spoken aloud.

But it feels insufficient.

Greywaren.

Syllables for a human mouth, meant to describe the creature before her. But there's another name, isn't there? There was another name for it. Him. Was it a long time ago? Or maybe it hasn't happened yet?

Body. There is a body that isn't here. It's somewhere outside of the shared dream, outside of the Horizon. The Greywaren isn't sure how it lost him. The boy.

Ronan Lynch.

Almost as soon as the creature remembers the name, the boy is here instead. The shadows vanish like the flick of a light switch, and there's Ronan, staring at Wanda with his vivid blue eyes.