+I Breathe, You Breathe+
"I hate it when you see me like this," spat Azula.
She lay on the ground, successfully holding back tears but unable to hide her fears. She did not do well after the cliff diving and now she was having a panic attack on the floor of an inn.
Ty Lee knelt beside her and gently picked up her hand. She set it over her heart, which Azula interpreted as inappropriately sexual for a few moments.
"Feel my heart?" Ty Lee whispered, pressing her hand down on top of Azula's.
"It is as fast as mine," Azula said, baring her teeth. They glinted in the light.
"That's just because I feel nervous when you feel bad because I love you. But when I breathe, you breathe." Maybe she would not yell at Ty Lee for suggesting breathing exercises this time. Hopefully, that was.
"Why would you marry a crazy girl?" gasped out Azula, startling Ty Lee. "Why are you so masochistic? It is like you enjoy the torture."
She breathed when Ty Lee breathed, despite her anger. Fear made Azula livid. Ty Lee had always known that since they were little girls.
"Because getting married is easy and being married is not," Ty Lee said. "I love you and I loved marrying you, but I know it's going to suck at least half of the time."
"I am reminding you of that if you ever complain about me as a wife," said Azula through her ragged breaths. She began to control them as Ty Lee controlled her own.
"I know you will," Ty Lee said warmly. She smiled. Azula loathed her for it but was too caught up in her own panic to say anything about it.
"Count on it," Azula said.
Ty Lee smiled again and nodded.