[ nic doesn't even bother with that initial question, eyes barely flicking over the text as he lifts his wrist to look it over. instead, he just gives the cake a quick look, snatches it off the rest of zuko's burden (clumsily, though, as if his hands aren't quite working right), and turns back into the room, leaving the door for the boy to tend to.
by the time zuko joins him in the main area, he's already got half the cake shoved into his mouth, icing on his cheek and all. (he... probably hasn't had much to eat lately... oops.) ]
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by the time zuko joins him in the main area, he's already got half the cake shoved into his mouth, icing on his cheek and all. (he... probably hasn't had much to eat lately... oops.) ]