[ two can play at that game. crossing his arms against his chest, fists balled at his sides, zuko's prepared to ignore toph until she deems this not an incredibly vivid dream. he's pinched himself enough to have bruises lining his arms. sometimes, he wishes this was a dream, but zuko never gets what he asks for without stumbling and making a fool of himself. ]
[ he lasts a good two minutes before he looks at her. ]
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[ two can play at that game. crossing his arms against his chest, fists balled at his sides, zuko's prepared to ignore toph until she deems this not an incredibly vivid dream. he's pinched himself enough to have bruises lining his arms. sometimes, he wishes this was a dream, but zuko never gets what he asks for without stumbling and making a fool of himself. ]
[ he lasts a good two minutes before he looks at her. ]
Are you going to eat something?