Zuko might know enough by now to realize the creature was not a spirit, but that didn't mean he was instantly at ease in its presence. Besides the strange lanky limbs, and face carved to mimic the sun, it was made of metal, and massive.

He'd forgotten about his bloody knuckles, and the creature's apparent concern over the injury was all that kept Zuko from reacting violently to the stranger's sudden approach. He tensed under the hand, but managed not to flinch. It helped the creature was on his good side.

He grit his teeth and glanced up towards its face. "You have medical supplies here? Fresh ones?"