Zuko couldn’t stop himself from looking at you. The ferry to the Earth Kingdom was a long ride, and he couldn’t help himself. His uncle Iroh was busy sipping tea, smiling to himself. He looked over to his nephew, grinning as he followed his line of sight.

“So, nephew…who’s the person?” Iroh grinned as he shamelessly took another sip of his tea. Zuko almost spit out his as he grumbled. “They seem nice. Go speak to them, won’t you? It’ll do you some good.”

Zuko knew he was right. The last girl he had ever spoken to was Mai, and…that didn’t work out so well. Zuko huffed though, crossing his arms. He didn’t want to admit it, though.

“Would they find out we’re…y’know,” Zuko grumbled, gesturing to the two. The banished fire prince and the old Dragon of the West….

“It’ll be okay. Why don’t you talk to them? I want to see the relationship blossom and develop.” Iroh smiled. He was only looking out for his nephew, like he was his only son. The only ‘son’ left alive, after all…