Aang smiled—his real smile, the one that had melted glaciers and ended sieges. “Better. I can teach you to feel it.”
“I’m telling you, Sokka,” Aang said, not looking back. “They haven’t seen a Fire Nation soldier in months. Why won’t they surrender?”
“You’re right to be angry,” Aang said, louder now, so the whole village could hear. “The Fire Nation told you for generations that your worth was in conquest. That without war, you were nothing. But they lied.”
Sokka slowly put his boomerang away. “Aang,” he whispered. “They’re not Fire Nation. They’re just... scared.”
Aang smiled—his real smile, the one that had melted glaciers and ended sieges. “Better. I can teach you to feel it.”
“I’m telling you, Sokka,” Aang said, not looking back. “They haven’t seen a Fire Nation soldier in months. Why won’t they surrender?”
“You’re right to be angry,” Aang said, louder now, so the whole village could hear. “The Fire Nation told you for generations that your worth was in conquest. That without war, you were nothing. But they lied.”
Sokka slowly put his boomerang away. “Aang,” he whispered. “They’re not Fire Nation. They’re just... scared.”
