Things were also getting interesting over at the Boiling Rock.
While the warden tried to pull some strings and free his niece, Mai was stuck in the same poor conditions as the rest of the prisoners. Well, for the most part – the guards showed her a bit of favouritism, and she never had to suffer the cooler.
But she was still miserable and heartbroken, having gotten the answers she sought from Zuko and not liking them one bit. Unlike Ty Lee, she had no interest in befriending new-comer prisoners (or any prisoners for that matter), too concerned with the fact that her ex-boyfriend was betraying his nation to go gallivanting around with the Avatar and his cuckoo friends.
However, that wasn't what Yue found interesting. No, what fascinated her was that Jet wasthere. Apparently, after Zuko escaped, he had opted to stay behind and try to figure out what it was about Mai that made her so intriguing.
It was heart wrenching, watching him hover around her, so curiously oblivious. She was tempted to just tell him that he was intrigued by Mai because she was his potential soul mate; but they could never be together because he was, well, dead.
But she didn't. Partly because she wanted to see what, if anything, would happen, and mostly because Jet was coming to the painfully belated realization that, 'Hey, maybe these Fire Nation folks aren't so bad.'
In, of all places, the middle of prison. Go figure.
Author's Notes: Not overly happy with this chapter. I don't think I made the point I intended, but I'm not sure how else to write it. xP It's hard to develop a relationship when on the characters are dead, though.
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Avatar' or any of its characters.