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[Iroh is hard at work, scrubbing the kitchen floor. He hums cheerfully to himself, but his eyes are sunken and he moves with unusual slowness. So much pain and suffering among his young friends, and his wisdom can do nothing for them. Youthful blood runs too hot

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[Jet comes in the room in somewhat of a daze. Sleep? What is that? He hasn't gotten any since this event started. The sight of Iroh doesn't bother him much, but it never really does. It's a presence that can usually be ignored. Sitting at the table, he sighs and takes a sip from his cup, grimacing as he does. Cold tea was getting gross.

He speaks without looking at Iroh.]

Hey...know if there's any more tea?

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No, I don't have any tea.

[Like he'd tell Jet about his secret stash. Visions or no visions.

When he closes his eyes, he sees the Dai Li make his move.]

There's some mint growing by the front porch. If you pick a few sprigs, I can make you tea from that.

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Huh.

[He arches a skeptical brow. Of course Iroh is a liar because he's a firebender, but he's not a very good one. If anyone in this place had tea, it was the old man.

But he doesn't have the energy to argue, so instead he nods, heads out to the porch and picks what he's told to. He comes back and drops it on the table, plopping back down in the chair and folding his hands in his lap.]

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[Iroh calls after him] Just a sprig! Not the whole plant!

[When Jet comes back, he takes the mint leaves and begins preparing the tea.]

What is the last thing you remember from home?

[He doesn't want to ask, but the question comes out anyway.]

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[He watches in slight curiosity. If anything, he feels dazed. Tea should wake him up a bit. Or so he hopes. Iroh and him speaking? Yeah, it's a bit of a shock, but he is making Jet tea.]

Right after the Dai Li took me away from your shop and wiped my memories. [pause]

...Katara already told me how I died.

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[Iroh freezes briefly.]

Was it the Dai Li?

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[He visibly tenses and his brows furrow. He's staring straight in front of him.]

Who told you?

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[So the visions are true. That knowledge makes the memory of them even more painful.]

I'm not sure.

[He doesn't know for certain who is responsible for the visions, after all.]

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Katara?

[Unlikely but she was the one who told him. How could Iroh even be unsure? It didn't--

Oh.]

They're making you see it.

[Yes, a statement. He looks up hesitantly to meet Iroh's gaze.]

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[Iroh is the first to look away.]

You'll want to stay out of my bedroom.

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[Jet's never one to listen. He sits silently for a few moments, processing and trying to make sense out of it. But he can't. So when Iroh breaks the gaze and gets up to pace down the hall.

He freezes in the doorway.]