Anything Reasonable (смешанная)

It's like asking her to no longer have black hair, to be someone else’s daughter, to face those who wronged her and not lay waste to every inch of their lives until their losses measure equal with hers. Freedom is worthless if she has to walk out of her cell as anything less than the person who went in.
“What life?” she nearly screams, “What life are you offering me?”
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Azula makes tea and compromises.