"It wasn't a date! She was a random meditation partner in my tent! I barely even know her!" Zuko doesn't know how to be teased well, a defensive flush creeping over his cheeks. He doesn't catch those subtleties often. He's too serious and too bashful... If that awkward earnestness hadn't worn off by his 80s, it is definitely at its height at age 16.
"But— A-Anyway... Y-Yeah... It, uh, helped me open my mind to— that kinda stuff..." Being dancing, that is. And singing. And music at all. Joyless boy. "And now I can see how Uncle probably finds something deeper in it, I guess. S-So— if dancing helps with waterbending, I can understand that... All I want is to improve my magic here, and if getting better with water will help me get my fire back, then I'd try anything, even dancing — even though I won't be good at it."
Because he's already decided that, apparently. Which is losing half the battle as it is.
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"But— A-Anyway... Y-Yeah... It, uh, helped me open my mind to— that kinda stuff..." Being dancing, that is. And singing. And music at all. Joyless boy. "And now I can see how Uncle probably finds something deeper in it, I guess. S-So— if dancing helps with waterbending, I can understand that... All I want is to improve my magic here, and if getting better with water will help me get my fire back, then I'd try anything, even dancing — even though I won't be good at it."
Because he's already decided that, apparently. Which is losing half the battle as it is.