Yuna grinned up at Iroh when he appeared, happy they hadn't had to wait very long for him, either. He seemed like a really nice guy, someone who reminded her of her father's kindness, and a hollow ache dug its way into her chest for a moment.

"I don't know the flavors here," she admitted, glancing back at Lenne in embarrassment. "If you have something tropical...?" Maybe it would be like Besaid's tea.