You found Zuko floating in the river water, passed out and flowing along the stream.

It wasn’t until he got near warmth he woke up, his eyes needing to get pulled apart as they felt sticky and glued together.

A groan escaped from him, forcing himself up with his arms, looking at the fire in front of him. Beside him was you, sitting next to him, sleeping with your knees against your chest.

“…hey…” he whispered, knocking on your shoulder to wake you up.

thanks, he whispered into your ear before getting up.