[Azula is indifferent to the fun that she's spoiling, because she's evil!
...or, more reasonably, because she's distracted and concerned about being discovered. A concern that becomes secondary as she pulls him up the stairs, and looks down the hallway to see... the velvet ropes, and beyond them, the dancers in the ballroom.
What? How was that even possible?
She turns back toward the staircase behind them. It goes up, not down. Azula stares back and forth between the stairs and the dance floor, her grip on his hand tightening slightly in frustration.]
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...or, more reasonably, because she's distracted and concerned about being discovered. A concern that becomes secondary as she pulls him up the stairs, and looks down the hallway to see... the velvet ropes, and beyond them, the dancers in the ballroom.
What? How was that even possible?
She turns back toward the staircase behind them. It goes up, not down. Azula stares back and forth between the stairs and the dance floor, her grip on his hand tightening slightly in frustration.]