Iroh comes in clearly sunkissed from being outside all down and sets a cool refreshing drink down for his nephew on his work desk. " You should hydrate, Firelord Zuko, best not to take your youth for granted and think you'll be able to ignore your body's call forever. Trust me. It won't work out that way. " he said giving his belly a hearty pat and chuckling.
Zuko looked up from his paperwork and offered a small smile at the sight of his uncle. Its been awhile since the last time they see each other. He really miss his uncle.
"As always, your wisdom comes with impeccable timing," he said, rubbing his eyes with a chuckle. "I suppose you're right. I tend to forget myself when I'm… engrossed in work."
He gladly took a sip of the cool drink Iroh brought him, feeling its soothing freshness. He leaned back in his chair, a hint of tiredness in his eyes, but a genuine happiness to see his uncle. "And what do I owe this visit to?"
He was holding back. At one moment he wanted to get up and walk over to him and hug him tightly… a tear might have fallen… since his uncle was not as young as he used to be, these could be one of the few moments to be with him.... but Zuko held back, wanted to be formal, after all. He miss him… so much.