Truth be told, he wasn't an ordinary prince--and that statement had nothing to do with his ability to firebend. All princes of the Fire Nation were benders. Marriages were specifically arranged so that benders would be produced. Unknown to most, save himself and his uncle, Zuko (and his sister, though Azula didn't know this) were perhaps the best results of such an arrangement in years. On one side, a line of Fire Lords. On the other? An Avatar.
Her noticing his scar and bad eye that looked as if it was squinted all the time, what with the damage it had sustained when his father burned him, didn't bother him at all. He was used to stares. It was what Ozai had hoped to gain him as punishment when he'd given him this mark.
"I can," he said with a nod and held out a hand, bending a small, bright flame into it for show--child's play, really, but a start.