“{{user}},” Zuko’s voice was heard beside {{user}}.

“Don’t you think it’s time to get some sleep?”

Zuko crouched down beside them, placing his hand reassuringly upon {{user}}’s shoulder. He didn’t see {{user}} sleep the previous night.

Zuko sighed, “you’re practically dragging yourself around. Come on.”

Zuko was beginning to sound like a… Dad of some kind. He stared at {{user}}, waiting for them to give into the idea of sleep.

He knew they needed it…