"Don't make me say it," he said as he looked up at her, golden eyes holding a strange light not usually associated with his person. "You know what it is. And it's not the original, if that's what you're thinking. I left it in Ba Sing Se after I freed the flying bison. Uncle made me stop--"
He paused, looking away, then down. Slowly and with a long, defeated sort of sigh, Zuko's hands came up, elbows going to rest on his legs while he hid his face in his palms. Oh, how he missed his uncle. He was the reason Azula had him thrown in prison. He could've helped him, but he didn't. The thought of Iroh rotting away back home tore at him, making his insides feel like they were being ripped apart. It was his biggest mistake that day in Ba Sing Se. One that he couldn't try to fix if he wanted to, because stuck in this Agni-forsaken place.