[ zuko smacks his hand so hard against his forehead it should destroy these machines. of course it doesn't. nothing good happens in zuko's life. why would him simply smacking his temple send such powerful ripples through the lands and destroy these things? ]
[ he takes note of fire. it's the one element he can control, bending it better than even his father at times. it's the only way he can think to assist — melt these machines down until they're whatever melted machines become. he's read stuff on the internet. it still doesn't mean he understands it. ]
video, private.
[ he takes note of fire. it's the one element he can control, bending it better than even his father at times. it's the only way he can think to assist — melt these machines down until they're whatever melted machines become. he's read stuff on the internet. it still doesn't mean he understands it. ]
[ he's scowling. ]
Are they immune to fire?
[ of course they are, but zuko has to ask. ]