"Yue," Iroh breathed, the general's topaz eyes reflecting the white glow she emitted. He had heard countless stories via Councilman Sokka of her sacrifice and her name was always intertwined with the word 'kind'. Kneeling before the hallowed Moon Spirit, he paid his respects with an air of politeness and borderline worship, "It is an honor to be in your presence."
Azure eyes widened somewhat in surprise as she watched the man kneel before her, an almost inaudible sigh escaping her. Why were there those that felt the need to do such a thing? Leaning down she placed a hand lightly upon his shoulder, a gentle smile coming to her lips. "Please, rise," she said, voice soft and melodic. "Men should kneel before no one but their sovereigns, and that is not something I am." At least not anymore. "You are Iroh, the grandson of Fire Lord Zuko, correct? From what I know you bring much honor to your namesake." The elderly general that she'd known was likely smiling down upon the young man before her from the Spirit World. "Tell me, what is it that brings you to me this night?"