He ran over to her and pulled the curtain of wet red curly hair away from her face. She was the picture of childhood beauty and, even underneath the cold white tinge her skin had taken, was the unmistakable rosy glow of some one who spends a lot of time in the sun.
Zuko didn't care for little kids and this girl was no exception, but at the same time there was some thing inside of him (perhaps the last shadow of what he had bin before the "unfortunate occurrence" as Iroh called it.) that told him he couldn't just leave her there. As he sat there looking down at her the same voice him that he would need to check her pulse, and assuring him self that he would indeed find one looked down at her right arm. It was twisted in a very odd way and so Zuko decided not to touch it. Instead he placed two fingers on her head below her ear and waited, "she's so cold" thought Zuko as he felt her skin; adjusting his fingers slightly he felt a weak, but normal pulse and heard the sound of breathing.
The suddenly with out warning the eyes of the girl fluttered open and she looked up at him. Her eyes were the same color as her hair only not so and even though she looked at him she didn't seem to really be talking to him. She spoke in a small clear voice the sounded more like that of a grown man's than a young girl's and Zuko listened even though he didn't really understand. "Before the four align, who he searches for he must find."
And with out another word she put her head back down and closed her eyes.
At that moment Zuko heard the sounds of his Uncle making his way over with the doctors and jumped up from where he had just bin sitting and, brushing the sand from his knees, tried to look uninterested in the girl.
It was a moderately comical site, watching the three different figures coming down the rocks, first was the ships head doctor a man normal in height, but broad in the shoulders, followed by his assistant who was tall and gawky and bringing up the rear his girth slowing him a little was Uncle Iroh.
As each of the men saw the girl their reactions were almost simultaneous; all three ran to the small form, the two doctors bent down to examine her, while Iroh turned to the prince and asked in a breathless voice, "Is she alive?" Zuko, trying to look uninterested, glanced down at the girl then looked out at the rolling waves responded, " I donno, maybe."
Over the next few minutes the doctor informed them that she was indeed alive and that her right arm was broken. Before Zuko could answer Iroh said to bring her on to the boat. And so a stretcher was brought and the girl was brought on board.