Iroh trusts her.

She'll try to live up to that.

"You've always been honorable, niece. I have no doubt you will."

Oh. All right, then.

Smile!

"Thank you, Aunt."

"It's my pleasure."

Back to work.

Unfortunately for them, they do need to resupply and refuel soon - and the only port of any note within range is currently led by Commander Zhao, who, to put it lightly, is not fond of Zuko.

...Poor planning. She tries to avoid Zhao's command whenever possible.

Difficult to do when deploying towards the South Pole.

Yeah.

They'll keep the men on the ship, just do a quick resupply - Jialin can keep them in line, and Iroh can dangle the promise of a longer shore leave somewhere less frigid for those who behave.

And Zuko will try not to start any fights.

Iroh believes in her restraint.

It's not her restraint that's in question.

She'll trust Zuko's judgement as well.

Hopefully it doesn't need to be much exercised.

Around Zhao it might.

...Fair.

They'll both be cautious.

See how far that goes.

It doesn't, unfortunately, go far enough to prevent Commander Zhao from approaching them as they disembark. 

Well. Let's get this over with.

"Princess Zuko, General Iroh," he calls, jovially, "What brings you to my port?"