They had both just arrived, just seconds ago and Azula made her presence known, one foot on the slight ledge of the building and blue flames held aloft in both hands, flames directed first at the young Waterbender in a series of fireballs that flew from Azula's hands down toward the two in quick and rapid succsession.
"Miss me peasent?" she called casually, her voice cold in comparison to the weapon she could wield better than any other, focusing the next assault on the avatar. This, one solid burst of blue fire aimed squarely for him.