He knew she was right, but that didn't mean he was happy about it. Zuko wasn't the greatest bender--hell, he wasn't even technically a firebending master, but after his banishment, his bending was all he had. And he'd relied on his bending skills to worm his way into the Avatar's group with hopes of teaching the Avatar how to firebend. Of course, arriving here had obstructed those plans, but it was still...odd, really odd, not being a bender anymore.
Or at least while the sun was still gone.
He turned, pressing his back to the wall near the doorway and lifted his head. "I don't know how to be normal."