[Zuko rolls his eyes and stays where he is, arms folding over his chest. The kitten in his hood's on the move again, trying to climb out and so he reaches back to try and help, pulling it out. It latches onto the front of his hoodie and Zuko cups it in a hand to hold it there.
Pocket was content in the pocket it was snuggled in.]
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Pocket was content in the pocket it was snuggled in.]
Well?
[He looks to Sokka then. Help your sister, bro!]