i…never said you were—but thanks for the clarification. ( ` sports a cheeky grin as she watches her brother fumble with her hair—nearly giggling by the time she moves to make some space between them and crosses her legs, only fidgeting when the question seems to turn to how much they had left ) well—as air nomads we shouldn’t have any worldly possessions anyway, right?
but — [ * he scowled at her, what she had said was true, but come on ! * ] what about food huh ? unless you plan on begging for it at the air temple island, huh ? [ * he reached out to give a sharp tug to her newly dyed hair, before shaking his head and ruffling her hair * ] is this in the name of freedom ? what about fruit pies of freedom huh … ?











