( Her younger self again. Shealtiel pauses for a moment, looking down the tunnel. This is the first time he's been able to do anything so purposefully in this world, he feels like, and he doesn't want to screw it up.
He wonders what Azula's younger self really means to her. It feels familiar, like how he sees his own younger self in the mirror whenever he looks, but it also feels wrong to assume that he could ever understand. He certainly doesn't feel like anyone could understand him, at least...
Shealtiel steps into the tunnel, scanning for the sight of her. )
To help. Or... at least that's what I'm hoping to do.
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He wonders what Azula's younger self really means to her. It feels familiar, like how he sees his own younger self in the mirror whenever he looks, but it also feels wrong to assume that he could ever understand. He certainly doesn't feel like anyone could understand him, at least...
Shealtiel steps into the tunnel, scanning for the sight of her. )
To help. Or... at least that's what I'm hoping to do.