Jemmu knew that the best outcome possible had been achieved when Kyouna managed to cause the thugs to back off, but he was still left with an inescapable feeling of disappointment. As crazy as it might sound to nearly anyone else, Jemmu was more than eager to take advantage of any situation in which he could pit his bending against someone else’s. If it wasn’t for that fact that it would be highly improper, he would have challenged Kyouna to a friendly sparring match ages ago - if only because he simply didn’t have the opportunity to practice against Waterbenders all that often. After observing what Kyouna did with the boiling tea, Jemmu was more excited to see what else she could do. Thinking of all the possibilities was making him a bit hyper, so he proceeded to engage himself in some stretching, if only to expend some of the pent up energy that had begun to grow within him. Now all he wanted to do was anything that could get his blood pumping.

“That thing you did with the tea was really, really cool! Can you make icicles and shoot them like this?” Jemmu motioned with his arms to truly emphasize his point, though it was only a brief interlude before he resumed his stretching, practically jumping up and down as he did so. It was as the adrenaline was passing through his body that his mind finally returned to the most pressing matter within the tea shop - the man that had been assaulted. Thus, Jemmu’s entire demeanor quickly shifted. It was time to be serious.

“He’s… he’s not going to die is he?” Jemmu wasn’t clueless when it came to first aid or tending minor wounds, but he had to admit that he wasn’t exactly in his comfort zone. The man had been sent through the wall of a building. As far as Jemmu could know, there was a possibility of internal bleeding or dozens of other life-threatening injuries. Just thinking about it made his head spin. Jemmu was aware that Waterbending offered healing properties; he could only hope that Kyouna was a skilled healer. There just wasn’t a lot he could pull off on his own, and he’d be more than happy to help in any way that he could. 

Jemmu returned with the clean water that Kyouna had requested. Fortunately, it wasn’t that difficult to attain, considering that they were in a tea shop, and all he could do next was hope for the best as he handed it off to Kyouna. The power of healing through Waterbending greatly fascinated Jemmu, and it was a skill he wished that he could learn. Of course, he knew that was impossible for obvious reasons. It was then that it dawned upon him that they hadn’t even bothered to ask the man what his name was. At the very least, it could serve as a ploy to help maintain the man’s consciousness for only a while longer, and that could only be a good thing. Before he could formulate the words in his mouth, Kyouna seemed to have the same idea and she beat Jemmu to it. It was then that he heard a far away sound to his left.

As the door opened, Jemmu nearly shouted out that the shop was closed, but he stayed silent upon seeing the person who had just entered the tea shop. Hiro. An intense feeling of dread was already beginning to wash over him. As for Kyouna and the man, it was unlikely that they had ever met Hiro before, and that was only to their benefit. Hiro was a protege of Jemmu’s father, which was noteworthy, considering that the two of them were polar opposites in nearly every aspect. Even Jemmu would rather keep his distance whenever he had a choice in the matter. Truthfully, the only positive trait that could be ascribed upon Hiro was the man’s undying loyalty towards Jemmu’s father - which was probably the only reason why the One-Eyed Dragon even trusted Hiro in carrying out his will at all.

Hiro casually entered the shop, seemingly ignoring the three other people that shared the room with him. The Firebender whistled in awe once he laid his devious eyes upon that damage that had been done to the tea shop.

“Hiro! What are you doing here?” Jemmu knew that it was a pointless question as soon as it had left his lips. It was clear that Hiro had come for him, and that only caused his heart to leap into his throat.

Hiro smiled at Jemmu’s question. Jemmu gritted his teeth as soon as he realized that Hiro was openly mocking him. For that moment at least, it ended up not going further as Hiro promptly chose to ignore Jemmu instead.

“I am deeply sorry for the tragedy that has befallen your shop. If you require anything at all, do not hesitate to contact me or Zhou.” After Hiro gave Kyouna a short bow, Jemmu could swear that he noticed Hiro look at the wounded man with great disdain. “Instead of rebuilding, it may serve you to move this shop to the Fire District. I can assure you that you won’t have any issues there. Rogue benders are swiftly dealt with.”

Following the brief exchange with Kyouna, Hiro began to approach Jemmu, and that was where the boy lost his nerve, slowly backing away so that he could maintain distance from the man. This didn’t last long, especially after Jemmu nearly tripped over an adjacent chair. He chose to hold his ground after this, and so did Hiro, who still had a menacing smile upon his face. Jemmu returned the gesture with his own look of defiance.

“I was quite surprised when my men told me that you weren’t responsible for this… destruction. You didn’t have anything to gain from doing so, of course, but that didn’t stop you from senselessly destroying the statue of Avatar Si Wong either.”

So Jemmu had been right. There were men who were watching the tea shop in case Jemmu had attempted to slip away. Given the present situation, he could only assume that it wouldn’t have made a difference if he had chosen to do so. After all, Hiro had to be here to drag Jemmu to the monastery - he couldn’t think of any other reason why Hiro would bother coming to the tea shop.

“It wasn’t on purpose. I didn’t mean to…” Jemmu’s voice had gone low, becoming little more than a mutter.

“Accident or not, the result was a damaged statue.” Hiro crossed his arms as he looked down at Jemmu. “Berating you isn’t worth my time. Remove the apron - you’re coming with me.”