[Wan follows Zuko's lead for a time until he realizes Zuko probably doesn't really know where to go. Then he jogs ahead and goes, yes, toward the park. It was big enough that there were plenty of quiet places to sit and talk or just walk around.
He was silent for most of the trip, occasionally pointing at things and making comments about what he'd learned about them already (trolleys, satomobiles, electricity, how that one shop over there claims they make the best seaweed noodles in the city but they really don't those liars). When they were finally to the park and away from any semblance of a crowd that might overhear them, Wan finally turned around to face Zuko again, walking casually backwards over the grass.]
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He was silent for most of the trip, occasionally pointing at things and making comments about what he'd learned about them already (trolleys, satomobiles, electricity, how that one shop over there claims they make the best seaweed noodles in the city but they really don't those liars). When they were finally to the park and away from any semblance of a crowd that might overhear them, Wan finally turned around to face Zuko again, walking casually backwards over the grass.]
I think we're clear.