Azula was thoroughly unimpressed by him and his knife. She kept herself cautiously in a stance that would allow her to spring up quickly if need be, but made no move to advance toward him.

"I was hardly sneaking if you were able to hear me, now was I?" she said, resisting the urge to sneer. "I want to find a way out of here, and I want to find whoever is responsible for bringing me here. Perhaps if they're willing to give me directions back home, I might spare their miserable life."