Zuko glares back at him, although there's a small voice in the back of her head that tells her maybe it's not such a smart idea to be shouting orders at a motherfucking dragon. She'll get back to that later.

His response isn't what she was expecting. He's agreed to take her somewhere? It won't be home, if he's going to keep insisting it's gone, but there isn't much point in her staying on this island either.

"Fine." She grabs hold of those horns and pulls herself up behind his head, gritting her teeth to keep quiet. She'd prefer the dragon think she's in better shape than she is. "Let's see what you have to show me."