“I don’t care what Toph can do!” Zuko snapped back, letting loose a blast of fire out over the edge of the cliff.
“It’s just you were talking about feeling the flames, and I thought...”
So Toph could use her bending to see. The Avatar, Aang, should really shut up about... “Look, you have to feel the fire. Your own fire. You have to feel it or you won’t be able to make it, and you have to feel the fire coming at you, because even when you see it, even when your brain tells you to run, you might not unless you feel it.”
“Wowwww,” Aang breathed, and went quiet for a moment, and Zuko thought he might actually have gotten through to him about... something. “That’s a lot of words in a row from you, Sifu Hotman.”
Zuko groaned weakly and turned towards where he knew the cliff edge had to be.
Aang reached up and put a hand on Zuko’s arm, and didn’t let him flinch away. His voice when it came was so much softer than it just had been. “Is that how you lost your eyes?”
“No.” But as soon as the word came out, Zuko wished he could take it back. It was just another way to describe it. Mostly. And Aang would ask now. “No.”
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Quiet Shadowed Places: Zuko teaches Aang
Date: 2010-12-11 05:09 am (UTC)“I don’t care what Toph can do!” Zuko snapped back, letting loose a blast of fire out over the edge of the cliff.
“It’s just you were talking about feeling the flames, and I thought...”
So Toph could use her bending to see. The Avatar, Aang, should really shut up about... “Look, you have to feel the fire. Your own fire. You have to feel it or you won’t be able to make it, and you have to feel the fire coming at you, because even when you see it, even when your brain tells you to run, you might not unless you feel it.”
“Wowwww,” Aang breathed, and went quiet for a moment, and Zuko thought he might actually have gotten through to him about... something. “That’s a lot of words in a row from you, Sifu Hotman.”
Zuko groaned weakly and turned towards where he knew the cliff edge had to be.
Aang reached up and put a hand on Zuko’s arm, and didn’t let him flinch away. His voice when it came was so much softer than it just had been. “Is that how you lost your eyes?”
“No.” But as soon as the word came out, Zuko wished he could take it back. It was just another way to describe it. Mostly. And Aang would ask now. “No.”