[That was a lot to take in, but what he took away from it the most was a sad familiarity. It wasn't an exact parallel, of course. But it had been hard for Raava to forgive him and accept his help after he, in his ignorance, separated her from Vaatu.

Wan stepped forward, his hand going to the staff Aang held as he pushed it to the side. He put himself between the two of them, looking first at Aang.]

You do not have to forgive him now. But I ask that you listen to him and hear out any apology he wishes to give. His worry for you is genuine and... Please, just listen to him.

[He turned around and looked sadly at Zuko, now seeing much of his own mistakes in the young man. He opened his mouth, but it was Raava that spoke as his eyes went white. Her voice was strong, clearly feminine as Wan's voice echoed behind hers. She spoke firmly, harshly.]

He doesn't have to forgive you. Whatever happens for you to gain his trust and become his teacher has not yet happened for him. He does not have to forgive you, no matter how sincere your apology. Do not try to force him.

[A pause before her voice came softer, more gently.]

Give him time.

[The glow faded and Wan waited a moment, meeting Zuko's eyes with his own and holding them. Afterwards, he stepped aside and turned his back on the two. He would not leave, but he was taking himself out of the conversation for the moment.

It was a very difficult thing for him to do.]