[ Zuko eyes his finger curiously, glancing cautiously up to his eyes, before taking a step forward and reaching out as told, eyes drifting back to their hands as their fingertips meet... He's already thinking ahead, preparing himself mentally, spiritually, magically, to redirect the lightning if he needs to, waiting to feel how intense the shock may or may not be. It may not be big enough for him to worry about it reaching his heart, like lightningbending back home. But he's certainly expecting a shock. ]
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