"Not really," Mai's glance slides away from Nima to find something else to look at. She was partially right. She'd never said anything to Azula. Or her parents. Or anyone else. Not up until the point it really mattered to her and the negative consequences involved hurting someone she actually gave a damn about. Or would've inconvenienced her.

Not that she really minded that, even if she resented that the way her parents had raised her. She still got everything she wanted. Mostly.

"It's not any of your business, anyway."