[ Yeah, alright. Mako was kind of hoping he could distract Wu with hotdogs and housing but he knew better, really: Wu can't let things go, even when he really should.
Thinking that way isn't fair, though. Mako likes Wu when he's being honest, when he's letting himself ask the things he wants to ask, when he's being himself. He doesn't want Wu biting back his words in favor of brighter, shinier ones.
Which means, he knows, he has to answer. Mako stifles a groan. ]
Yeah. Apparently, you're not the only one who's changed since we got here. I just have to learn to deal with it and... icebend. I guess. Seems like a weird thing to suddenly be able to do. At least yours kind of makes sense.
[ Which is an understatement, but Mako's not about to admit how much he hates it with all these people around. He pulls Wu carefully toward the hotdog vendor, accepts three of them and hands one to Wu. Wu's definitely going to want another one. ]
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Thinking that way isn't fair, though. Mako likes Wu when he's being honest, when he's letting himself ask the things he wants to ask, when he's being himself. He doesn't want Wu biting back his words in favor of brighter, shinier ones.
Which means, he knows, he has to answer. Mako stifles a groan. ]
Yeah. Apparently, you're not the only one who's changed since we got here. I just have to learn to deal with it and... icebend. I guess. Seems like a weird thing to suddenly be able to do. At least yours kind of makes sense.
[ Which is an understatement, but Mako's not about to admit how much he hates it with all these people around. He pulls Wu carefully toward the hotdog vendor, accepts three of them and hands one to Wu. Wu's definitely going to want another one. ]