Katara is about to ask about what the emergency was, until they reach the door that he reveals had been his mother's. Looking up at him, she then looks into the room as she steps inside, glancing around.
While the rooms themselves are open and pleasant, she can't help feeling something...stifling about them. Maybe it was the weight of who they were meant for - the wife of the Fire Lord - or maybe it was knowing that Zuko's mother had once resided here. But it somehow left a bit of pressure that she wasn't sure she could ignore.
Still, she had promised to that she would be there to help him, that this is what they were doing...that they were in this together. And she isn't going to back down now.
So she turns back to him with a smile. "Thank you," she says when she manages to find her voice. I'm sure we'll be able to figure something out." Turning back to the room, she looks around thoughtfully. "Maybe a little pool somewhere? Or a waterfall, leading to the garden, that might be nice."
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While the rooms themselves are open and pleasant, she can't help feeling something...stifling about them. Maybe it was the weight of who they were meant for - the wife of the Fire Lord - or maybe it was knowing that Zuko's mother had once resided here. But it somehow left a bit of pressure that she wasn't sure she could ignore.
Still, she had promised to that she would be there to help him, that this is what they were doing...that they were in this together. And she isn't going to back down now.
So she turns back to him with a smile. "Thank you," she says when she manages to find her voice. I'm sure we'll be able to figure something out." Turning back to the room, she looks around thoughtfully. "Maybe a little pool somewhere? Or a waterfall, leading to the garden, that might be nice."