Zuko sat in his room, meditating in front of a row of candles. A knock sounded at the door and he considered ignoring it.
"Enter."
Iroh sat down on the floor to Zuko's right and looked at the candles for a moment, not speaking.
"You know Zuko, you don't have to go to Ember Island. If we're caught there we'll be handed over to Azula."
"As opposed to staying here in the Earth Kingdom where we'll only be killed?"
"Exactly. Are you sure this is a risk worth taking? After all, this man is a stranger to us."
"Everything is worth the risk when it comes to restoring my honour!"
The flames of the candles flared, brightening the room.
"I did not mean—"
"Leave me!" Zuko commanded.
Iroh sighed and stood to his feet. "I'm leaving the tea. Drink it before it gets cold."
Zuko ignored the tea.