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[kyasdaughter]

[ this is a conversation she's tried and failed to start every night for about a week now. honestly? she's getting a little frustrated, though it's more with herself than anything else. it's with a sigh that she folds her legs beneath her and seats herself across from zuko at the small table in the guest house they've been given in the town they've stopped at.

she pushes a warm cup of tea across the tabletop to him, and hopes that she isn't as transparently nervous as she feels. ]

So, Zuko...

[ katara clears her throat and takes a sip of her own tea, wincing as she affirms that yes, it is in fact still a little too hot. ]

The people here seem pretty receptive to you.

[ horrible, stilted smalltalk. but she can't just launch into this, can she?? ]