[The camera flickers on and finds Yuca, once again, sitting peacefully in his garden, an arm wrapped around his knees. He's got cuts and bruises here and there from his fight with Merlin, but for the most part, he still looks pretty okay. The flowers are just starting to bloom, and his fingers barely brush against one, as if he isn't sure of the
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A quiet inhale of breath before he speaks.]
Yuca.
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To you, you do. I never said you stopped existing in your mind. Simply that, in my reality, you're gone.
[That's the whole point of it.]
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[Fuuuu what.]
-um.
...okay.
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[Christ, man.]
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[His tone is more... friendly teasing, than derogatory.]
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We're arranging a... potluck of sorts, so people can eat and help out and just... generally sort of have a fun time.
[God Yuca sounds so awkward saying those things.]
Anyway, you don't have to come, but- I'll send you the when and where a few days beforehand, if you wanted to.
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[There's a beat of silence.]
Don't screw this up, Yuca. People aren't full of third chances around here. You've got your start. Don't lose it.
[And he will cut the feed. Translation? Zuko will give him a shot at his trust. If he fucks it up, it is gone. Permanently.]
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