[Gokudera is listening, chewing all the while until his hand is grabbed and he hadn’t even realized he’d been chewing at his cuticles. The touch makes him feel like there will be more weight in this conversation, and he squeezes, staring and extra attentive.
He couldn’t imagine living in a world like Zuko’s. Where he’d be… what kind of person he’d be.
Having his hand held isn’t really that odd, between them. So he’s going back to chewing his lip thoughtlessly.]
What kind of bender do you think I’d be if I were from your world, Lee? Or… do you think I wouldn’t be a bender at all?
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He couldn’t imagine living in a world like Zuko’s. Where he’d be… what kind of person he’d be.
Having his hand held isn’t really that odd, between them. So he’s going back to chewing his lip thoughtlessly.]
What kind of bender do you think I’d be if I were from your world, Lee? Or… do you think I wouldn’t be a bender at all?