"That's quite the charm you have there, sir."
A merchant in the Fire Nation occupied town approached the young prince. At the mention of the jewelry that he commonly wore around his ankle (which was now in plain sight on his bicep), the prince's scowl hardened.
"Not interested."
The two crew members looked at the scene curiously, eyeing the expensive looking charm on the prince's bicep as well. Zuko didn't seem to have too many attachments next to the Avatar...why was this charm so important?
Iroh, however, caught on the scene quite quickly and immediately found something to try to distract the owner of the stall. "My, what a lovely Tsungi horn you have here!"
The merchant, however, did not seem phased by Zuko's abrasive rejection.
"C'mon, I could easily give you 100 gold pieces for that!"
Zuko spun around on his heel and set the merchant's box of supplies ablaze with a quick punch to the air. "Not for SALE." He breathed, his scar twisting to create an even deeper intimidating glare.