@bloodofthefates || Cont.
She's actually already standing there, balancing on one foot with the other held out toward him like an expectant child.
Zuko’s gaze softened as he took in the sight of Mai balancing on one foot, her other foot held out toward him like a damsel seeking help. A small, amused smile curved his lips as he stepped forward without a second thought. “Hold still,” he said gently, crouching down to steady her ankle with one hand. “Can’t have the Fire Lady tracking possum chicken poop all over the palace.” He took the sandal with surprising care, wiping it clean with a handkerchief he pulled from his sleeve. “You know,” he murmured, glancing up at her with a hint of a grin, “if this is good luck, then you must be the luckiest person in the Fire Nation.”