... They want me. They asked me to fight for their cause; to train to be an agent. They finally see how valuable I can be; that I'm not just an annoying weakling. And until Cain's gone and it's time to--

I'll finally be doing something important again.

I have to figure out how and what to tell Lisa. She'll be angry with them.

[Azula's sitting out on the hotel suite's balcony, enjoying the night air and looking contemplative]

[she's fingering a necklace-- a simple gold chain-- that some might recognize as one that she always wears under her clothing, and in her hand is a hand-held tape recorder]

[she presses the "play" button, and her own tinny-sounding voice comes out of the little speakers:]

Say something.

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"Okay... hi, little machine thing. ... Okay, that just sounded stupid. Is that enough, Azula?"

[Azula rewinds; she plays the recording a few more times before setting the device down and staring off into the night]