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Gritting his teeth he looked at Katara... she was tired... and he felt like he had all of his energy back... it would be a simple matter of threatening her with firebending to get her to talk. Sure, she'd just healed him... but... sometimes you had to do drastic things to get what you wanted... and revenge was still what Zuko wanted most... as he thought about it though, the dream he'd had began to come back to him, and made him put a hand up to his face, covering the left half of it. He was so confused...
...and all he wanted to do was sit down with his Uncle over a cup of jasmine tea and talk to him about what his Uncle thought he should do. He'd never listened before, and now there was no gravelly voice whispering nuggets of wisdom in his ear. He was on his own. Zuko's hand raised in a fist towards Katara, breathing in slowly, as he started to gather energy into it. He'd wake her up with a flame in her face, and force her to talk... he was going to do it... he was going to do it! And yet he didn't, and the flame died a minute later. He wanted to swear again, but that might wake Katara up, and he wasn't sure that he wanted her to be awake, to have to deal with her asking him questions he didn't know the answers to... that he didn't WANT the answers to...
And so it was he sat there brooding to himself when she began to tilt, and then finally fall in a direction. Zuko was moving before he knew what he was doing, catching the falling water bender so that she didn't bump her head against the iron deck of the ship. As her skin collided with his though he felt a surge of energy that had nothing to do with firebending flow through him, and he realized that it was because her skin was on his... rather, the soft skin of her cheek was brushing against his muscled pecs... dammit! He'd forgotten to put back on his shirt...
Zuko's cheeks flared brightly as his gold eyes widened and his mind raced with what to do. He was just going to prop her up against the bed... yeah... or move and let her drop? But before he could think of anything he saw the water bender start to snap out of her light dozing... heaven knew this was going to be awkward.... Zuko's golden eyes averted Katara's, not really knowing what the hell he was supposed to say. "T-thank you for... healing me..." Zuko said, not looking at Katara, but hoping that his thank you would maybe distract her from the fact that her head was rested against his bare chest.