Zuko had once been someone that didn't believe in the calming affects of tea. Once he had scorned Uncle for acting so ridiculous, in his opinion. At that time Zuko had been so concerned with finding the Avatar. It had been his sole concern in life. It had left him severely unfulfilled. He'd been so driven, so angry, he had been fueled by anger. It wasn't a time that he could look back on and remember fondly. Zuko was ashamed of his behavior at that time. He was ashamed at how he had betrayed his Uncle and sided with his sister. The only good result had been that he had come to his senses. His sister didn't care about anyone other than herself. She was manipulative and all that mattered to her was power. She didn't have a nice bone in her body. That was why Zuko wouldn't make the same mistake twice. The Fire Lord was many things, but stupid was not one of them.
The older brother couldn't help but be surprised at his sister's answer to the question. Te was something that Uncle had been big on; Zuko didn't even know that his sister drank tea. "I'm making Uncle's favorite." Zuko stated evenly before he retrieved the both of them cups for when the tea was ready. As she spoke again, his eyes went to her. "It's hard to sit for tea with someone that was banished." Zuko pointed out, taking on, "And then I left, so there was hardly a chance." He was pretty sure that she never would have wanted to sit for tea, anyway. "It's good for a number of purposes." If she wanted to make small talk, Zuko could make small talk. He didn't trust his sister in the least, though. "At the moment we're alone from our world. From what I've gathered others could show up at random, though I wouldn't wish it on anyone." He chose not to comment on the two of them being siblings. Azula had never acted like a sister in her life that he could remember.
Hearing the shrill whistle of the kettle, Zuko moved to turn off the stove, and rather fluidly and quickly he had the both of them tea made. It was a short trip, transporting their tea to the table, but he sat both down before he forced himself to sit. Automatically, he picked his cup up and blew on it, taking in the aroma. "What is it exactly that normal siblings do?" Zuko asked before taking a light sip of his tea. He didn't even think his little sister knew the answer to this question. The question made him think of Sokka and Katara. The two always bickered, but there had been genuine love between the two siblings. Sokka had felt the need to look after Katara. Zuko didn't feel any of those same things toward his own sister. Idly he wondered if this were such a bad thing after their history.