44 [Voice]

[innerfirewithin]

[Zuko's voice is a low angry snarl -- and his tone is thick -- as if he's trying not to cry, but luckily, the sheer anger forces Zuko forward, so it's next to impossible to tell.]

Whoever killed her -- whoever left her there --

[Zuko's voice breaks -- and he has to pause, to rephrase his thoughts.]If you don't come forward now, I'll come find

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[buntails]

Zuko...

[She won't even lecture about that hate, not right now.]

I'm sorry for what happened.

[innerfirewithin]

Sorry isn't going to bring her back!

[Somewhere, in the back of his head, he knows that yelling at Usagi isn't going to accomplish anything. No, Zuko has to find the bastards who killed Katara, in deal with this properly -- but the statement is just so -- it's just so, and Zuko can't deal with the damn apologies, for something that doesn't even concern them -- ]

[buntails]

I know that. [Out of anyone, she knows what it is to lose friends, to have them die, to have them die right before her eyes.

And she knows what it is to forgive the people who do it, and she knows it's not easy.]

But I don't want to just ignore it.

[innerfirewithin]

Unless you know who did it, don't start.

[buntails]

[That makes her voice firm up.]

Finding them won't bring her back, either.

[innerfirewithin]

I didn't ask for your opinion.

If you don't know, then shut up and stay out of it.

[buntails]

Zuko. You won't make it better by hunting them down. I know that much.

[innerfirewithin]

[Click. You aren't telling him who did this. Therefore, the conversation is over.]