Zuko sat upon the counter immersed in his spaced out state for a few moments, snapping out of it and shaking his head as he turned to Katara, her words finally reaching him. He blinked, looking at the empty coffee pot, then back to the girl before him. "No, but there's cranberry juice."
...obviously the prince wasn't very articulate when barely awake.
He hopped off the counter stood next to her, setting the glass down where he once sat, peering at her books. "Research?"
No, Zuko, she was going to tie them to her feet and skate. Of course she was researching! Since when was he so awkward around her?
Lack of sleep. Yes. He blamed lack of sleep. The missing sun. Damn it all.