Day 188

[daughterofursa]

Who: Zuko and anyone!
Open: Open!
When: Day 188, morning
Where: Eastern Bastion
What: Tea time. =)
Format: I'll match.
Warnings: Honor.

It's not uncommon to find Zuko up at an early hour, but she usually spends the time doing something she considers productive--training or otherwise preparing for time on the Skyway. She doesn't leave herself much time for sitting and thinking, most days. She figures it's better that way, since her thoughts so easily turn negative. But this morning, she's trying her best not to let them.

She can be found seated cross-legged on the eastern side of the Bastion, just north of Dragonfield, watching the unaccountable sunrise with a cup of tea in hand. Actually, the whole set is with her, a plain but sturdy-looking earthenware pot and several more matching cups. She hasn't invited anyone to join her, but if any impromptu guests show up, she's decided to accommodate them. That's what her uncle would do, she's sure.

Comments

[aprettyred]

Zuko might see Anna walking about before the girl stops by. She's holding a large blanket wrapped something, but seems to be managing it fine.

"... Is tea better outside?"

[daughterofursa]

Oh, it's one of the Bastion's kids. With... kind of an odd question, but Zuko takes this one pretty well in stride.

"I don't know. My uncle would probably have an answer for that." All she can think of is that it really depends on the weather. She shrugs. "He'd probably say the company's more important. Would you like some?"

[aprettyred]

The question makes sense to her! Eating outside was usually a festival thing.

"... If you don't mind."

[daughterofursa]

When you've spent very little of the past three years living in an actual house, eating outside is just normal.

"Of course not." Zuko motions for her to sit down, and then goes to pour her a cup of tea.

[aprettyred]

Just like drinking from fancy glasses becomes normal when you live in a bar?

Anna sets her blanket bundle down, then settles next to it with her legs tucked under her. Crossed legs in a dress, no matter how fluffy, never really seem to work well.

"... Is the tea better with a sunrise?"

[daughterofursa]

Zuko hands the girl the cup of tea and actually smiles faintly at the next question, if a bit sadly. Her uncle would have really enjoyed talking to this girl. He would have been able to answer her easily, slipping in his usual everyday wisdoms.

But he isn't here.

"I don't think it changes the flavor any," she answers. "But maybe it- adds to the mood."