"I can't earthbend, waterbend, and certainly can't airbend," he said with somewhat of a smile, glad that he'd said that instead of get my father to like me. That wasn't really his problem anymore, being that he no longer cared. But, being that it had been such a broad concern of his for so long, it was hard to shake the initial desire, for some small part of him held out hope that Ozai would care for him...but, of course, that was foolish. He'd turned his back on the Fire Nation. If anything, he gave the Fire Lord even more reason to hate him.
"My uncle adores tea. He considered it a necessity for me to learn during my banishment."