He lets out a bark of laughter reminiscent of the old Zuko, the one that had chased the Avatar around the world. He leans on his elbows next to her, still watching the people below. "That's a polite way of putting it."

He's been thinking, trying to think, of anything that could get her out of it. His marriage is going to be arranged. Mai would have been a good choice, being as she was already a Fire Nation noble, but he's known that he doesn't get to really choose his wife. His father hadn't, and neither had his mother.

"You can refuse." He says, finally, softly. "Uncle said that if you were to refuse, then my heartbrokenness would serve a purpose too." But, he's not sure he could pull off the heartbroken teenager. He's a lot of things, but openly emotional about personal things is not one of them.