It is somehow not surprising to hear that even in other worlds, others similar to his kind have such a connection with fire. Ice, time, life- dovah controlled many things. Yet it always seems as if fire has been one of those which sang to them the most- the one word whose whisper was most persistent. It seems to be the same to others.

"Very good. Your masters have taught you well and true. Fire is change given form. It is power. Yet it is useless without action and choice. Motionless. Inert. When one gathers that power within their breath-" A nod to Zuko. "-or in their actions, it is something that must always be thought of. Fos fen hi ag? Fos fen hi lif? That is to say- what will you burn and what will you spare? My kin did not often think of such things. They thought all was to burn. I would have taught them otherwise, if they had listened."