You could have waited for me to come home, you know.

[ The princess stepped through the door, pushing it shut once she was inside. She pulled the red hood from her head, fluffing out dark hair before she tosses the cloak over the back of a chair. Azula glided over to him, crouching down beside him to see his work. Or lake thereof, really.

She clicked her tongue against her teeth, brushing warm hands over her arms to try and heat herself up a bit faster. Her body temperature may have been higher than most, permitting her to deal with colder weather far longer than others-- but she still loathed it. ]

Would you like me to do it or are you determined to start it without my help?