[ Zuko welcomes the kiss, relieved to end this unsatisfying conversation. It's been so much easier not to fight since they've started touching each other like this, because so much can be glossed over with a kiss, distract from escalating an argument... That feels like progress with Azula to Zuko, compared to physically fighting, shooting fire at each other and narrowly evading death at each other's hands many times. Zuko's come to realize that if she'd truly wanted to, Azula could have killed him so many times back home; but instead, the way she fought him... was it cathartic for her, he wonders now? So offering her literally any other sense of catharsis seems good, feels good, even if he has reservations, his own paranoia. Iroh in particular is good at stirring those up, even here, apparently. But right now, the feeling of avoidance is mistaken for the feeling of resolution, and the prince is just relieved to not be inviting a fight, to seal it off with a kiss. Simple.
He gives a short nod when she speaks, smiling softly to himself when their noses bump as she walks away ahead of him, his endearment unseen as he watches after her a lingering moment before standing and following behind Azula. ]
wanna wrap up here? or continue for a tender moment? down for whatever~
He gives a short nod when she speaks, smiling softly to himself when their noses bump as she walks away ahead of him, his endearment unseen as he watches after her a lingering moment before standing and following behind Azula. ]