[There is something about the way that he says her name that makes her feel safe. Maybe it's because someone knows her in this place which is so far from home. Or maybe it's because of how kind he's been to her. Or maybe it carries the undertone of his promise, solid and firm. Regardless of what it is, there is something about the set of her shoulders that eases after he says her name, something that lifts, slightly, in the corner of her eyes.
Her face softens as she listens intently, transported to another world similar and so foreign to her own. Her eyes light up at the description of the wise woman. It sounds very much like someone that she would want to know, like someone that she would want to seek out to help her people. Katara is somehow confident that this woman will be able to help, just like the girl in the story. And she has a little smile on her face, because she's sure that this is going to be good.]
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Her face softens as she listens intently, transported to another world similar and so foreign to her own. Her eyes light up at the description of the wise woman. It sounds very much like someone that she would want to know, like someone that she would want to seek out to help her people. Katara is somehow confident that this woman will be able to help, just like the girl in the story. And she has a little smile on her face, because she's sure that this is going to be good.]