Zuko scoffed and moved away from her, walking to his left until he came to one of the benches for those who frequented zoos to sit down and rest upon while they were walking through the place. He sat down, drawing the mask out of its hiding place and holding it between his hands in his lap. The face of the mask itself wasn’t visible, only the black underside that went up against his face. The prince stared at it for a moment, looked up at Katara, then back down again.