"Commander Bumi," the general greets; his smile a careless swipe of teeth. He clasps a stern hand on his shoulder in a brotherly fashion. "How is Air Temple Island? You haven't thrown Tenzin into a raging flap yet, have you?"
"Iroh!"
Bumi roughly slapped Iroh in the back in a brotherly fashion, "Same as always. Very calm." Bumi laughed, "You gotta remember kid. Tenzin's my brother. He's pretty used to my shenanigans by now. How have you bee doing kid?"











