[ this is … it's not really expected. it's quick and punctual and to the point. it's too concise for him to simply shrug it off and remain unaffected by the concern that swarms within him. she's usually babbling, like sokka — who he's grateful isn't as attentive toward him as he has been since he discovered zuko's bending is able to be stolen from him, as he's certain his presence would make this tense conversation even more awkward. his first thought is that she's mad — but he isn't as arrogant as to believe she's leaving caer scima because of him. considering he can barely fathom the idea, months after it's reveal, that he's a good fire lord, he isn't going to take a step into being unlike himself and believe she's wishing to leave her new home because of him. ]
[ it's something bigger than him, he supposes — though, he has never been able to truly glean what those are until someone's neck-deep in ostrich horse dung. ]
Oh. [ he's quiet; the pause is sharp. he isn't quite certain of what to say. ] Uh, be careful. It's not safe out there.
audio ;; 8th january.
[ it's something bigger than him, he supposes — though, he has never been able to truly glean what those are until someone's neck-deep in ostrich horse dung. ]
Oh. [ he's quiet; the pause is sharp. he isn't quite certain of what to say. ] Uh, be careful. It's not safe out there.