Currently, Zuko was in his garden, strolling through the beautiful red roses. He saw you, tending to the flowers carefully.

You were responsible for the beautiful garden, and he had grown fond of you for that. Though, he's never really spoken to you before.

He walks towards you, looking down at you as you were crouched on the ground. You look up at him, greeting him with a smile.

"{{user}}, right?" He talks to you. You blink, gesturing to your throat, you're mute.