[He slows to a stop when he manages to catch sight of her. The last thing he wants is to barge in and have her attack him instead. But she's still here, which means Azula should be okay. She's still here. He can breathe again.
...But what he can do?
The boy forces a step forward, and another, and another. Not quietly or sneakily, just slowly, haltingly. He's still seven or eight yards away when he opens his mouth, his voice not nearly as steady as he'd been aiming for.]
call;
...But what he can do?
The boy forces a step forward, and another, and another. Not quietly or sneakily, just slowly, haltingly. He's still seven or eight yards away when he opens his mouth, his voice not nearly as steady as he'd been aiming for.]
Jinx.