PALACE
"You're a princess. You live in a palace," Ty Lee insists, but it does not sway Azula.
"I'm a prisoner who happens to be imprisoned in a palace. There could not be more of a difference," Azula coolly replies, the jaded look in her eyes enough to discourage anyone but the girl in bright pink. "No one treats me like a princess. They treat me like a dog missing a leg."
"Do I?" Ty Lee cocks her head. Azula thinks about it for a moment.
"No. You treat me exactly as you have always treated me, which is somehow even worse," Azula says. Ty Lee scratches her head. "You're… chipper. Agni, I never thought I would ever use that word. I am a ghost. When is the last time you saw someone adorable and perky with someone who has given up on life like me?"
"Not enough of them. No one would give up on life if they had a personal cheerleader." Ty Lee grins.
Azula thinks of several arguments but discards them before they leave her lips.
"Now, what exactly does personal cheerleader entail?" inquires Azula.
"Whatever you want, except for leaving you alone or ever being negative or ever letting you quit at things." Ty Lee smiles.
"Well, perhaps you treat me the most like a princess should be treated."
Azula allows Ty Lee to kiss her.
