She was a kid, though Nancy acted far older than her eighteen years most days. Ask anyone that knew her; she was an old soul.

An old soul who really couldn't believe what this kid was saying. Her jaw dropped and she looked at him, aghast.

"You don't even know me!" She started in on him, stamping her foot. "I'm perfectly safe, and I don't take kindly to what you're insinuating." He was right, though. While she did have some safety, her life wasn't exactly the most secure thing. But those safer spots were hardly where she was treated well. Too bad for Zuko she wasn't cursed anymore, so she wasn't about to tell him the nitty-gritty.