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THE COLDNESS OF ZUKO'S HEART, although steadily as a thin stream of dripping water, began to melt when faced with the unrelenting barrage of all things Yun. Though his snarl was still intact, a visage of hot-headedness inherited from the very element of his making, there was something docile attributed to the boy now that Iroh was safely transported back to the ship.
However, what filled the void of Prince Zuko's undettering rage was a foolishness beyond Yun's own preconception of the word, which would only lead to more trouble for not only herself, but everyone around them. Still, orders from royalty were not easily dismissed upon the Fire Nation ship, and Yun quickly realized that she must adhere to commands as though she was nothing more than a lowly coal shoveler to avoid being picked on by the rest of the crew.
They had yet to come to terms with her differences, but she didn't take their prejudices to heart. If anything, silence would always be a better trade than violence.
Zuko was frenzied when Yun finally decided to abandon her room and make her way onto the deck. His brittle fingers tightened against the large spyglass, scar-less eye peering into the thick lens at something that soared above the clouds. Yun didn't have to be a genius to realize that he was hot on the Avatar's trail.
"Sailing into Fire Nation waters." Iroh commented as he watched his nephew destroy himself yet again to retrieve a piece of him that had never been missing in the first place. "Of all the foolish things you've done in your 16 years, Prince Zuko, this is the most foolish!"
Yun cringed as she stared into the distance. Nothing but empty waters greeted her field of vision, but she knew they would rapidly be reaching large ships stationed across as some sort of barrier.
"I have no choice, Uncle." Zuko refuted, not bothering to spare the elderly man a glance. His preoccupation lay with reclaiming his honor and getting his hands on the Avatar; nothing else.
"Have you completely forgotten that the Fire Lord banished you?" Iroh raised a brow.
"You were banished?" Yun echoed in surprise. She caught herself only seconds after, and she slapped a hand to her mouth in shock.
In an apologetic tone, mostly due to the harsh glare she received for her words, Yun backpedaled. 'Sorry. It just came out."
"What if you're caught?" Iroh continued in an urgent voice. His pleas were in part ignored, leaving them to be whisked away by the sea breeze.
"I'm chasing the Avatar." Zuko said, as though it was explanation enough. "My Father will understand why I'm returning home."
Even Yun didn't believe his words, but she kept quiet as to not anger him again. On the ship, she was practically defenseless against any flame attacks, lest she magically learned how to produce rock out of nothing.
