[For a moment, Zuko could only stare in stunned silence. Eight years. He couldn't even fathom that. It seemed like a small eternity. No wonder Wan looked so much older. Not that it mattered much, he still cared for him like he did before. Though it was strange, having these feelings thrust upon him again. After everything that happened back home. But it almost felt like he'd been left behind a bit, with Wan having lived more time than he had. It had only been two years for Zuko. But he didn't say anything about that now. Instead he focused on Wan.]
no subject
What happened?