"Uncle! The device is the place, the Internet is not a tent — a-and a hut isn't portable, anyway! Focus!"

He's putting his nephew to a good test. Iroh's unseen pai sho-like conversational moves with Zuko are always on-point. He shakes his head, setting the tea leaves aside to steep.

"Just think of your pseudonym... I'll add everyone you should have into your contacts list while you do, okay?" He reaches for Iroh's phone, keeping his own still in his other hand.