Iroh pet the little dragon as he watched his nephew pace. He wasn't sure what was wrong, but he was certain that whatever it was, they could weather it. Together. So he thought he was ready for anything.
Anything but that.
It was only down to his years that he managed not to drop the Familiar - or his jaw - to the floor. He needed to understand what exactly Zuko meant to have any idea what to do from there. Because for the first time in years he was utterly blank. "She is here?" he asked, voice faking calm, as though he could pass some of that to the boy.
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Date: 2021-06-05 07:23 am (UTC)Anything but that.
It was only down to his years that he managed not to drop the Familiar - or his jaw - to the floor. He needed to understand what exactly Zuko meant to have any idea what to do from there. Because for the first time in years he was utterly blank. "She is here?" he asked, voice faking calm, as though he could pass some of that to the boy.