[ when hiro stares, zuko thinks it's at his scar. he can't move his bangs to cover it, so he bristles instead. it's fortunate he's already scowling, or else he'd try and burn hiro with his glare through the communicator. ]

[ years with it, and zuko's still sensitive. ]

[ as annoyed as he is, his tone doesn't change. it doesn't shift into being biting or sharp, but simply brainstorming. he's not the idea guy, but he thinks he can try and make sokka proud by tossing some of those useful ideas into the mix. ] We can try and melt them. [ if the boiling rock was here, zuko would offer to push them into the water. he thinks that'd see them melt, even though the freezer just grew hot ... ] My sister can bend blue fire, and I can make mine really hot. If they were made from fire, maybe they can be destroyed by it, too.

[ if toph was here, he knows she'd declare herself tough and save the day metalbending. ]