Zuko flinched back, temporarily stunned by just, the everything of the situation. How in the four nations he'd ever even ended up in this position was beyond him. He stayed cautiously tense, but despite the size and strange appearance of the stranger, it was hard to find malice in their greeting.
He raised a hand tentatively, forgetting his knuckles were currently bleeding down his fingers. "Um, name's Zuko. Nice to meet you?"
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Date: 2025-05-05 04:37 pm (UTC)From:He raised a hand tentatively, forgetting his knuckles were currently bleeding down his fingers. "Um, name's Zuko. Nice to meet you?"