milliways_bar: Home
It's merely a hallways they step into, one carved out of rock but pleasant enough. It is not lit by lamps or by torches, but instead by the hot molten lava of the mountain shimmering through a sheet of crystal that refracts the light in dancing traces of color against a wall. He smiles to Zuko a moment as he watches the beauty of his underground home before nodding towards the end of the hallway and heading forward.