“Because Father loves me,” she finally spat out. “He doesn't think I'm broken or damaged or insane! He doesn't think I'm a monster.”
Her face was twisted in rage. Her hair had half-fallen from its usual tidy topknot, and she looked ready to bend flames at him.
“I have never thought that about you, Azula. I love you more than you can know,” he told her. But he didn't dare approach her to hug her or offer assurance. (Azula didn't understand that you could love someone and know that they were dangerous at the same time)
If anything, his words made her even more angry.
“Don't try to find me,” she said. “You won't be able to.”
The door slammed as she left, and the sound was a victory. Azula was not the daughter Ozai had left here. She cared that she was loved, even if she couldn't tell true love from false. The pieces had been put back together a little strangely, but they were all there. She was whole. He'd done what he set out to do, all those years ago.
That couldn't stop his heart from breaking as the cab drove away.
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Date: 2010-01-25 05:22 am (UTC)Her face was twisted in rage. Her hair had half-fallen from its usual tidy topknot, and she looked ready to bend flames at him.
“I have never thought that about you, Azula. I love you more than you can know,” he told her. But he didn't dare approach her to hug her or offer assurance. (Azula didn't understand that you could love someone and know that they were dangerous at the same time)
If anything, his words made her even more angry.
“Don't try to find me,” she said. “You won't be able to.”
The door slammed as she left, and the sound was a victory. Azula was not the daughter Ozai had left here. She cared that she was loved, even if she couldn't tell true love from false. The pieces had been put back together a little strangely, but they were all there. She was whole. He'd done what he set out to do, all those years ago.
That couldn't stop his heart from breaking as the cab drove away.