For a moment, Mello looked floored, like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He turned to gape at Iroh. A few seconds later, his surprise melted into anger, and he reacted accordingly.
"Tea? We're stuck in some room in goddamned collars, and you want to get some tea?"
He scoffed, snatching the papers back just so he could have the luxury of crumpling them up himself. He threw the balled-up notes on the floor, stomped on them once, and then stalked over to the door.
"If you're not gonna take this seriously, then just stay away from me!" he snapped over his shoulder.
Through his anger, he was still trying to think of a plan. First up, he had to figure out whether or not the doors were locked. He hesitated with his hand hovering over the doorknob, trying to ascertain whether or not it was boobytrapped (though, with how he was feeling at that moment, what he really wanted to do was just kick the door down).
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"Tea? We're stuck in some room in goddamned collars, and you want to get some tea?"
He scoffed, snatching the papers back just so he could have the luxury of crumpling them up himself. He threw the balled-up notes on the floor, stomped on them once, and then stalked over to the door.
"If you're not gonna take this seriously, then just stay away from me!" he snapped over his shoulder.
Through his anger, he was still trying to think of a plan. First up, he had to figure out whether or not the doors were locked. He hesitated with his hand hovering over the doorknob, trying to ascertain whether or not it was boobytrapped (though, with how he was feeling at that moment, what he really wanted to do was just kick the door down).