[Wan set his own cup down and returned the bow. Though his hand cupped the other rather than remain open.]

Your nephew is Zuko. I met him. At the statue, funny enough. He was pretty upset about it. But it's a good likeness.

[He mused for a moment before picking his cup back up and leaning back against the couch so Mula could rest her head against his shoulder once more.]

Is that how you know Avatar Aang, then? Through him?