[As he helps her to the door, the sound of crickets gets louder. At the moment, a rendition of Vivaldi's Storm. It's not loud enough to be intrusive, but Azula looks annoyed anyway.]

The leaves that carry the disease can supposedly cure it, but I'm in no fit state to retrieve them.

[There's a pause as she reaches the upper landing.]

...and there's a nuisance creature up here somewhere, so watch out for that.

[She's not going to address the humiliating defeat it offered her.]