[To the outsider's eye, there's an old man in prison rags with straggly hair walking aimlessly through the castle, while he makes great study of the ground. In truth, Iroh is deep in thought and keeping a keen eye on his surroundings. There's much to think on, such as what his next steps should be. He cannot go back to where he belongs, not that he'd want to go back into that cell, and so he's counting on the other members of the White Lotus to do something about his brother's conquest plans without him. And praying that Zuko soon finds his way. It hurts to think of his nephew so very lost and now, he truly cannot help him at all.]
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