"Nothing." Azula didn't move away, but she didn't move closer, either. She just ignored her.

Then, because she didn't think Ty Lee had heard her the first time (she wasn't really sure she had wanted her to, anyway), and because the virus was going to wear off soon (and Ty Lee might not remember anything, so it didn't matter as much), and because Ty Lee was acting a bit more like... well, the old Ty Lee, she said, a little bit more loudly and clearly this time (and with just the right amount of defensiveness, nonchalance, and feigned annoyance), "I love you."

It was Ty Lee's fault, after all. She had done far more risqué things that night- kissed her neck, for goodness sake. That was quite a bit less innocent than anything Azula had ever done. She frowned. If wasn't as if she could get accused of molestation again- she would have plenty of things to counter with if she was.