Zuko stepped inside as instructed, pulling the hood of his cloak and sunglasses off as well. He knew that it was somewhat ridiculous to don shades when it was dark outside, but they helped hide his scar and even with as much as he'd come to terms with the permanent mark on his face, he was still uncomfortable with people looking at it. At least back home people either thought that he was simply a victim of Fire Nation cruelty or knew that it marked him as the banished crown prince.
His golden eyes scanned the room, gaze moving over the few objects that occupied the space, before settling upon Mikaela.
"I needed to get out of the hotel," he said honestly, shrugging his shoulders. "I wouldn't have gotten out of there on this apparent holiday if I didn't have a good enough excuse as to why I left, so coming to help you with your demon problem seemed valid enough. ...you do still have a demon problem, right?"