Avatar: The legend of Aang

Miya finally got to where the wound was no longer red, but had more bruising and a slight scratch now shown where he had been stabbed. "You'll need to properly bandage it when you get back to your uncle," she told him.

"Yeah, got it. Thanks," Zuko said before standing up, not going to stick around for a chat.

Miya looked at him. "Z-Zuko?"

"What?" Zuko asked, stopping for a second after picking up his mask.

"I think... I think you're going to turn out an amazing person, despite what your father may think," Miya told him.

"If you hacn forgotten. I attacked your village," Zuko stated.

"Not everyone is perfect," Miya said. "I just..." She clasped her hands other behind her back, "I like to see the good in people. Not to judge them on past mistakes. I think there's still hope for you."

"Yeah, then you're the only one. Your friends? The Avatar? Can't hide forever. I'm gonna catch him," Zuko stated.

Miya frowned, gripping her hands. "That's where you're wrong. You won't ever catch him. Not if me and my family can help it."