"Well, the real one was destroyed by bombers, too, so... maybe it'd be suiting for you. Although—" He gives Gokudera a teasing once-over as they walk to the store. "You're not really the pirate type." Zuko's amused at the image, though. He'd only ever seen pirate men wear so much jewelry like Gokudera does, so maybe he's not so far off, after all, on second thought.

They have a fun enough time putzing around the hobby shop, marveling at all the weird new things he'd never seen before and all the tinkering toys teenage boys just tend to like so much, so Zuko's in a good mood by the time they come back, feeling a little schmaltzy after Gokudera insisted on paying. Zuko tried to fight it, but allowed him graciously after a couple tries. He's smiling and lighthearted by the time the door opens onto... a surprise. Azula and Zuko relaxing on the couch. His smile falters and falls, casting an uncomfortable glance at Gokudera over his shoulder.

"Oh, uh— Hi..."