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[ Any other time perhaps she'd be relieved at how comfortable Zuko does seem, especially around her. They've certainly come a long way from when they arrived in Lunatia, miserable and lonely, appreciative of how easy it seems he can touch her now, no hesitation and filled with warmth. Even now as his hand leaves her she finds herself leaning into it until his fingers are gone completely, feeling its absence the longer she gets to just stare at him from the other side of the couch.

Her golden eyes leave his, glancing down at her hands as she picks at her nailbeds, burying her chin into her knees as she settles into herself more now that Zuko put so much distance between them. ]

I do not know what reaction you were expecting out of me.