Your father was a piece of rancid smegma on a flacid cock. As I recall, saying a variation of that's what pissed you off towards me in the first place. But since you want to get vulgar, listen here you pitiful stain on the frayed edge of the tapestry of your mother's honor.
[Don't start cursing at him unless you're prepared for it to come back at you, Zuko.]
If I wanted you to feel bad, I'd be trying to worm my way into your good graces, eroding your confidence with thinly veiled platitudes. You don't listen to a word I say, so trying to make you think you're worthless is a plan that's doomed to failure. People only care about what people think about them if it's people they LIKE.
I'd been hoping that I could get you to want to prove me wrong, show me up, but I missed that mark. Probably because I also wanted to hurt you for your callous treatment of your fellow survivors. Which, by the way, is closer to your father than you'll EVER admit to.
You're going to get more people killed, princess, because you're too proud to admit when you're wrong. I'm proud too, I won't argue that. But my pride is tempered with tolerance for different beliefs, and the knowledge that I shouldn't be leading anything but rebuilding efforts.
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Your father was a piece of rancid smegma on a flacid cock. As I recall, saying a variation of that's what pissed you off towards me in the first place. But since you want to get vulgar, listen here you pitiful stain on the frayed edge of the tapestry of your mother's honor.
[Don't start cursing at him unless you're prepared for it to come back at you, Zuko.]
If I wanted you to feel bad, I'd be trying to worm my way into your good graces, eroding your confidence with thinly veiled platitudes. You don't listen to a word I say, so trying to make you think you're worthless is a plan that's doomed to failure. People only care about what people think about them if it's people they LIKE.
I'd been hoping that I could get you to want to prove me wrong, show me up, but I missed that mark. Probably because I also wanted to hurt you for your callous treatment of your fellow survivors. Which, by the way, is closer to your father than you'll EVER admit to.
You're going to get more people killed, princess, because you're too proud to admit when you're wrong. I'm proud too, I won't argue that. But my pride is tempered with tolerance for different beliefs, and the knowledge that I shouldn't be leading anything but rebuilding efforts.