"Now, Zuko, will you tell me why you wanted to die?"
"Katara, it's like this. Whenever you ask me permission to do something like give away half the palace, and I say no, you just go ahead and do it anyway. So what's the point in me even arguing about it. So I said yes. Isn't that what you want anyway?"
"Oh, Zuko. If you would just tell me not to give those stuff away then I would. I honestly value your opinion."
Sigh. "Okay, then. If I tell you not to get our stuff back, will you do it?"
"Of course not! I already gave them away! And I promised to give more, whether you like it or not."
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"Guards! Anyone! Barricade all windows and take away all weapons from this room! Zuko! No!"
"I want to die!" Crash!
"I think Zuko forgot the fact that his office in on the ground floor…."
"If I can't die this way I might as well drown! AAAAAHHHH!"
"And the pool's only a meter deep." Sigh. "Iroh, do you think it's too late to bring Zuko to the Mental Wards? I think he's working too much and it's stressing him out."
"Trust me, Katara. His problem is not on overwork. It's getting worked up."
"By whom?"
"You are so blissfully naïve, child. No go get your husband before he really kills himself."