[ Zuko watches him pet the cat idly, writing all the while. It strikes him as odd. He doesn't feel brushed off — Gokudera is asking him questions, clearly listening. But Zuko's so singleminded, himself, it's curious to him the boy can multitask this way, and so his eyes are fixed on him with a strange expression mixing with his already resting scowl. He's never seen Gokudera write in front of him, though he knows the boy journals. He continues as he takes his seat, sitting at the edge stiffly, a tentative tone to his voice. ]

Azula is... upset. She was mad I invited Aurora over— I mean, Aurora invited herself over... And Azula's mad that I went along with her stupid post. But she was furious Aurora came over.

[ He finally pries his eyes off Gokudera and leans back in his seat limply, eyes drifting up at the ceiling in frustration, sighing, a deeper weight to his voice as he writes off the topic. ]

...It's hard to explain.