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she shrugged a little, and played with a straw wrapper "what can you do. Its just life. "

"Mathius is a healer....."

"Yeah, but is his healing power strong enough to cure cancer? I'm sure that would change the world for the better if he was able to do that."

"even if he could...my father says he is ready, im not ready but he is" she nodded and looked down

"No one's ever ready for that kind of thing."

"well my father is, he says he's ready to die, than live on this hell called earth" she nodded she took a sip of her beer

"I was referring to you. No one can ever truly be ready for the loss of someone close to you, something I understand very much."

Zuko's eyes widened softly at the faint glow of Mathius' eyes.
Was Mathius the Avatar? No, he couldn't be, why would he be working at a bar?

Zuko shook his head, as if erasing the Avatar thought like an Etch-A-Sketch.

"Um, I'd love to order something, but.. I don't have any money, so.. so sorry about that." Zuko awkwardly murmured.

"oh yes...i...it just sucks, i don't have anyone....my mom died when i was young, no siblings, no other family, my dad is all i have" she teared up

Natalie offers Heather a hug.

Heather gently hugged back

"Don't worry about paying. My treat" He said with a welcoming smile. His eyes were a crystal blue, but the light emanating from them looked more like the light was coming out of his skull instead of just his eyes.


He would wipe his hands on his hand cloth.

"Is he in hospice right now, or is he going with the full treatment?"

He padded over to Heather and rested his head on her and looked up at her. He would then put a paw in her lap.

"Hes in hospice right now, he wanted to stop the treatment" she wiped her eyes and jum0ed a little when she felt thors head on her lap, she smiled sadly and reached down scratching behind his ears "thank you, good boy"

Hal turned to the bartender, "Put her drinks on my tab." He said regarding Heather. The woman has been through a lot and he cannot help much but he does not want her to worry about having to pay for her drinks. He lost his own Dad a long time ago so he knew the pain all too well. His Mom too was lost.

Heather overheard him "oh sir, you do not have to do that!" she quickly said

Hal nodded, "I know, but I want to." He sipped his drink, "One least burden for you to carry."

He offered a warm smile, "I'm Hal, by the way."

(*least = less
)

"well...okay fine..." she nodded, she then smiled a little as she stroked thors fur still "I am heather"