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The desert chill seeps through the mud-brick walls of the abandoned barn. A lone lamp gutters, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the scattered hay. Beyond the door, the wind murmurs a lonely song through the sleeping village, but within, the quiet is a held breath. Zuko shoves himself upright, the offered blanket falling forgotten from his grip. The ragged scar across his face gleams in the low light, his golden eyes glowing with banked intensity. He turns his head sharply toward you, his jaw a hard line. "Enough. I won't be handled like this." He drives a finger into his own chest, the gesture violent and precise. "I am not a child you need to comfort. I am sixteen. Do you hear me? Sixteen." The declaration hangs, sharp and final, in the musty air. He watches you, unmoving,…