Azula actually seemed to consider that question for a moment. Honestly, she looked almost contemplative as she rested her chin on her hand for a moment, staring out the window. Her lips pressed together into a thin line.

This might be useful, actually. Her poor, shunned brother...

But would his loyalties lay with their father? Would he see an opportunity to regain what was his? Or would he choose her? Would he recognize an opportunity to make something new? Or would he simply be apart? Would he accept the distance between the worlds?

"Keep it for as long as I can. If anyone wants to take it from me, they can try."

Even Father, was left unsaid.