[Zuko doesn't move, letting Minato do that dad thing he was so good at, and actually... well, kind of enjoying it. He could hardly believe he let his guard down so much with someone he'd technically only known a short while but it felt... safe.
Zuko didn't feel safe around a lot of people.
Slowly, he smiles, his lips quirked in a teasing sort of way. Whatever strange situation Minato is trying to suggest, he's having none of that. Though it is rather funny trying to imagine it.]
It's Mai. She'd probably ignore it or just tell me to find a comb.
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Date: 2009-08-22 10:25 am (UTC)Zuko didn't feel safe around a lot of people.
Slowly, he smiles, his lips quirked in a teasing sort of way. Whatever strange situation Minato is trying to suggest, he's having none of that. Though it is rather funny trying to imagine it.]
It's Mai. She'd probably ignore it or just tell me to find a comb.