[Okay well that was pretty fucked up but now that the risk of getting caught in the acid spray is gone, Aoi's got more important things to worry about.]
Zuko!
[There hasn't been an opportunity to get in since she went down (for a few moments Aoi thought she might not get up and the panic, the awful familiarity but the wrongness of this happening here to her, had paralyzed her), but with the danger passed, Aoi sprints to her. She drops so abruptly to her knees at Zuko's side that Aoi slides, skins her bare legs on the dirt, ignores it in favor of grasping desperately at Zuko's hands.]
Are you okay?! [Afraid of making things worse, she recoils and presses her hands against her chest.] I—you—I was so— [She has exactly enough tact not to wail you could have died, but the tears welled up in her eyes start pouring down her cheeks.
Asking the question again isn't going to change the answer, but she's at a loss of what else to say.] Are—are you... [Her voice breaks with a hard swallow that is an attempt at restraining a sob.]
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Zuko!
[There hasn't been an opportunity to get in since she went down (for a few moments Aoi thought she might not get up and the panic, the awful familiarity but the wrongness of this happening here to her, had paralyzed her), but with the danger passed, Aoi sprints to her. She drops so abruptly to her knees at Zuko's side that Aoi slides, skins her bare legs on the dirt, ignores it in favor of grasping desperately at Zuko's hands.]
Are you okay?! [Afraid of making things worse, she recoils and presses her hands against her chest.] I—you—I was so— [She has exactly enough tact not to wail you could have died, but the tears welled up in her eyes start pouring down her cheeks.
Asking the question again isn't going to change the answer, but she's at a loss of what else to say.] Are—are you... [Her voice breaks with a hard swallow that is an attempt at restraining a sob.]