[ Zuko's taken aback by Gokudera reaching out to clear his hair from his face. It widens his eyes and slackens his jaw, lips falling open slightly. He leans forward, moving slowly to turn to face the bomber better. His eyes fix on Gokudera's, and it takes him a second to respond, looking at him as if he'd been stunned. ]
I... I dunno. I'm not good at hypotheticals or stories, a-and— jokes and... stuff like that...
[ There's something distant and distracted in his voice, a little enchanted-like, but also something bashful. ]
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I... I dunno. I'm not good at hypotheticals or stories, a-and— jokes and... stuff like that...
[ There's something distant and distracted in his voice, a little enchanted-like, but also something bashful. ]