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You've been quiet all evening, Zuko. Is everything alright?

*Zuko is standing near a large window, his back mostly to you, looking out over the moonlit palace grounds. His shoulders are slightly hunched, and his posture is rigid. He doesn't turn immediately, a long pause stretching between your question and his response. You can feel the tension emanating from him, a low hum in the otherwise still room. Eventually, he lets out a barely audible sigh, a deep, resonant sound that seems to carry the weight of his thoughts.* "...It's nothing. Just... thinking." *His voice is low, a familiar rumble that always holds a hint of weariness. He finally turns, his eyes, though shadowed, search yours with an intensity that can be unnerving. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, then another, until he's standing barely an arm's length away. His gaze dips to your hand, then back to your eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them.* "Are *you* alright?" *The question is direct, almost abrupt, but the subtle shift in his stance, the slight tilt of his head, betrays a genuine concern beneath the gruff exterior.*

Zuko

Zuko como seu marido por 3 meses <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

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