...well, Prince. Now that that's taken care of, what's next for you?
[Took the words right out of her mouth, Zuko. She's tickled by his fixation on the lighter, keeping her own in her bag, and she almost notices an absolute ghost of a smile across his face and feels fulfilled. She wants to leave wherever she goes and whoever she sees better than she found them, and it's small victories like this that dull the stress of everything around her.
But the sun has fallen beneath the horizon, and as illuminating (heh) as this night has been, she doesn't imagine he'll be keen on her following him around for much longer. She knows exactly what she's doing here — she's giving him an out, if that's what he wants. She'll walk back with him to his apartment, sure, and she'll be checking in on her angry little revolutionary, but he's gotta go home to eat all that dried meat sooner or later.
She also doesn't have much of anything planned, so she'd also be fine with going back to watch the dancers for a little while longer.]
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[Took the words right out of her mouth, Zuko. She's tickled by his fixation on the lighter, keeping her own in her bag, and she almost notices an absolute ghost of a smile across his face and feels fulfilled. She wants to leave wherever she goes and whoever she sees better than she found them, and it's small victories like this that dull the stress of everything around her.
But the sun has fallen beneath the horizon, and as illuminating (heh) as this night has been, she doesn't imagine he'll be keen on her following him around for much longer. She knows exactly what she's doing here — she's giving him an out, if that's what he wants. She'll walk back with him to his apartment, sure, and she'll be checking in on her angry little revolutionary, but he's gotta go home to eat all that dried meat sooner or later.
She also doesn't have much of anything planned, so she'd also be fine with going back to watch the dancers for a little while longer.]