[There is something about Katara that likes that question. It resonates within her, plucking out the beginnings of a melody to a song as yet unfamiliar. It feels her with a sense of satisfaction. Yes, this is right.
That sense is reflected on her face, and her eyes are wide when he stops. Again.]
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That sense is reflected on her face, and her eyes are wide when he stops. Again.]
So what happened?