Zuko blinked dumbly as he looked down at Katara. She shifted from one foot to the other, avoiding looking in his eyes as she found a pebble and gave it a light kick. Zuko tried to focus on that pebble as he collected his thoughts, kept his eyes on it as it bounced next to a group of identical pebbles. Try as he might, he couldn’t force his mind to form coherent sentences. When he looked at her again, her head was still down, but he could see beautiful blue eyes looking at him through dark lashes, and already he could feel the heat in his cheeks. He rubbed the back of his head nervously.