These Are a Few of my Favorite Things
The awkward silence was getting to her. She cleared her throat. "So," she said simply, unsure of what to add next. She scrambled for the first thing that came to mind. "What's your favorite food?"
"My favorite food?"
"Yeah. I don't know anything about you…Other than you used to chase us around the world."
"Sorry about that."
"No matter." They were silent. "Your favorite food, Zuko."
"Oh. I would have to say the cakes my mom used to make when I was little. What's yours?"
"Sea prunes. Don't knock them until you try them."
Zuko made a face. "I have."