Azula has, not surprisingly, been completely ignoring the ridiculous slip of paper she suddenly found on her person when she stepped onto the beach. No, thank you.
She's also been around this place long enough to recognize when her impulses are being... manipulated. So at first, she resists any inclination to come to the fires. Ordinarily, she'd just leave.
And then she hears Thor quietly curse.
She hasn't seen him at all since the... graveyard incident, and as awkward as that was- as frustrating as it was to owe him again- she chances a glance. He's rubbing that scar again, and he's dropped a slip of his own. She meanders a little closer so she can see the printed words..
Don't you know...WHAT I'VE DONE?!
She'd known, of course, that Thor had done things he regretted, in the name of the All-Father- his father. He'd never seemed like he wanted to hide it, he'd been far more open about his past than Azula had. Her initial response is to dismiss it as pathetic sentiment, to be vaguely disappointed. So hung up on such nonsense.
And then she thinks about the paper in her own pocket, and-
Rrgh.
Whatever. She couldn't have him sitting around moping all night, regardless. It was beneath him. So instead, she lightly rests a hand on his shoulder to announce her presence- and to hopefully stop him from rubbing at that horrid scar.
"That is never going to heal if you keep picking at it."
Light, taunting, smug. Business as usual, right? She can't remember if she made a similar joke to Zuko, but she felt certain she had, which made it suddenly less amusing. She, of course, ignores that thought.
Memory of #1 WORLD'S BEST ALL-DAD.
She's also been around this place long enough to recognize when her impulses are being... manipulated. So at first, she resists any inclination to come to the fires. Ordinarily, she'd just leave.
And then she hears Thor quietly curse.
She hasn't seen him at all since the... graveyard incident, and as awkward as that was- as frustrating as it was to owe him again- she chances a glance. He's rubbing that scar again, and he's dropped a slip of his own. She meanders a little closer so she can see the printed words..
Don't you know...WHAT I'VE DONE?!
She'd known, of course, that Thor had done things he regretted, in the name of the All-Father- his father. He'd never seemed like he wanted to hide it, he'd been far more open about his past than Azula had. Her initial response is to dismiss it as pathetic sentiment, to be vaguely disappointed. So hung up on such nonsense.
And then she thinks about the paper in her own pocket, and-
Rrgh.
Whatever. She couldn't have him sitting around moping all night, regardless. It was beneath him. So instead, she lightly rests a hand on his shoulder to announce her presence- and to hopefully stop him from rubbing at that horrid scar.
"That is never going to heal if you keep picking at it."
Light, taunting, smug. Business as usual, right? She can't remember if she made a similar joke to Zuko, but she felt certain she had, which made it suddenly less amusing. She, of course, ignores that thought.