Wait, you're saying this has happened to you twice?! In two different worlds, apart from your home? For even longer? How?! You've lost years of your life like this...! If that's the case— th-then how can you stand there and say "it is what it is!"

[ Zuko stops in his tracks. The waves barely inspire him to bring his volume down — actually, honestly, no, they don't, not really. He has a bad sense of his own volume — he's not shouting by any means, but he's not using his inside voice, either — and he's also got a bad sense of... just, like... emotional control, pointblank. Oops. ]