Azula stiffened listening to Saya's analysis and after mulling it over she smiled gently, perhaps even genuinely.

"Yes...I suppose I am pretty amazing. Father always said I was born lucky but perhaps I make my own luck after all."

With how hard she'd worked to get where she was, only to lose it all she couldn't even begin to think of how to rebuild. Only how to get revenge.

But revenge was no longer an option. Not until she got home if that was even possible.

So where did that leave her?

Who was Princess Azula without the Fire Nation or her family?

Perhaps somewhere out here in the Wasteland that answer could be found.