[ It seems his mind was already made. The worst part of it all was that she wasn't sure exactly what he was mad at, Aang didn't exactly elaborate on the 'everything' that was disclosed between he and Zuko. She had just known the tone in his voice meant her brother wouldn't want to be at her side any longer, confirmed by his absence and now his quick packing.
And of course the sound of his voice, too, angry, full of hate-- something she recognized and thought she'd never have to hear again. This was always an inevitability, wasn't it? Even when he promised it wouldn't be. Azula sits up with her back to the pillows, not bothering to peer at him through the darkness. ]
What is the point? It seems you have no interest in actually talking to me.
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And of course the sound of his voice, too, angry, full of hate-- something she recognized and thought she'd never have to hear again. This was always an inevitability, wasn't it? Even when he promised it wouldn't be. Azula sits up with her back to the pillows, not bothering to peer at him through the darkness. ]
What is the point? It seems you have no interest in actually talking to me.