( He snaps that out, then pauses, realizing his own mistake and pursing his lips slightly over it. )
Okay, maybe I snapped a little.
( It's a muttered admission, but it's one all the same, even as he's wringing his fingers together in his own lap. )
I'm tired of people telling me what I should or shouldn't want. I just need... time. To decide for myself. ( He's clearly lost in some sort of thought, finding it difficult to look back at her. )
[Diffident again, but rather than frustration she feels relief again.]
You were telling me about angels.
[Or, rather, how the angels were preying on him for their own purposes, and he was foolishly loyal to them-
"Father... regrets? He... wants me back?" She heard the surprise, the aching hope in her brother's voice, and she kept the smirk of satisfaction from reaching her face-
Azula suddenly shuts the water off, a little more forcefully than she needs to and wheels to face him, keeping her expression carefully neutral again.]
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Date: 2022-12-23 05:13 am (UTC)( He snaps that out, then pauses, realizing his own mistake and pursing his lips slightly over it. )
Okay, maybe I snapped a little.
( It's a muttered admission, but it's one all the same, even as he's wringing his fingers together in his own lap. )
I'm tired of people telling me what I should or shouldn't want. I just need... time. To decide for myself. ( He's clearly lost in some sort of thought, finding it difficult to look back at her. )
You seemed angry about me running in there.
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Date: 2022-12-23 07:19 am (UTC)[... Oops. Okay, too harsh. She moderates the tone a bit as she disposes of the remaining slices of aloe.]
Rushing into a burning building just to save one person, with no plan and no equipment? Of course I was annoyed.
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Date: 2023-01-03 06:20 am (UTC)Didn't you do the same thing to save me, though?
( At least it makes his hands relax in his lap after all the fidgeting. )
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Date: 2023-01-03 07:08 am (UTC)And then she goes and begins washing her hands, speaking in a more typically neutral tone.]
I can control fire. I don't need equipment, and I had a plan.
[...which would have sounded a lot more convincing if the last word hadn't come out in a slightly raspy hiss that nearly ended in another cough.]
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Date: 2023-01-03 07:43 am (UTC)R-right! What I said was that it was completely different, haha...
( Ahem. Clearing his throat, and coughing a little more from it, he stands, moving to see how Azula is doing at this point. )
Anyway... I think I got a little off track of everything.
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Date: 2023-01-03 08:02 am (UTC)You were telling me about angels.
[Or, rather, how the angels were preying on him for their own purposes, and he was foolishly loyal to them-
"Father... regrets? He... wants me back?" She heard the surprise, the aching hope in her brother's voice, and she kept the smirk of satisfaction from reaching her face-
Azula suddenly shuts the water off, a little more forcefully than she needs to and wheels to face him, keeping her expression carefully neutral again.]