"Of course I see it," Zuko snapped, his rasp hard and piercing. He was insulted his father thought he didn't respect women. He probably had more respect for them than Ozai, himself, especially considering all of the amazing women Zuko had the pleasure knowing, Katara included. Then again, when did Ozai /not/ think badly upon him? "They're doing their time, as well. You deserve what you have." Zuko was trying his best to fix a nation broken by the man before him, along with Azulon and Sozin.
Ozai looked over his shoulder at his empty cell before turning back to meet his son’s gaze. “What do I have?” The extent of his depression was apparent on his face. This was a broken man. A far cry from the monster that terrorized the world with his power. He couldn’t even bend anymore. Even cold blooded Firebenders got to keep their bending.