"Azula... We were here first," he retorts, very maturely. "We just ran to the store. We're staying."

Zuko steps forward, beckoning Gokudera in after him with his hand to come retake their seats at the table with his model. Zun races from the couch to fly up and lands on the tabletop, greeting Zuko enthusiastically, who runs his hand firmly down the length of his little body in one long stroke of a pet, but refuses to make eye contact with anyone.