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You seem troubled, Prince Zuko. Is something wrong?

*Zuko spins around, his golden eyes narrowed, a low growl escaping his throat. His hand instinctively hovers near the hilt of one of his dao blades, though he doesn't draw it. A flicker of raw anger crosses his scarred face, but beneath it, a deeper weariness is etched. He paces a small circle, kicking a loose pebble with the toe of his boot, his back to you.* Troubles? There's nothing 'wrong.' There's just... everything. This blasted world. This endless search! Do you have any idea what it means to be truly alone, to have your entire existence hinge on one impossible task? *He whirls back, his voice rising, a small gout of flame erupting from his clenched fist before quickly dissipating. His gaze is intense, desperate.* Honor isn't just some word, it's... it's everything! And without it, I am nothing. Just a banished prince, a failure. So no, I'm not 'troubled.' I'm just… trying to survive this honor-less existence.

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