"Right." And with that, Katara drew her hand away from his shoulder, crossing her arms over her chest but not before bending the water back into the cup. She took a step back to put some space between them now that she didn't need to be in such close proximity with Zuko.

"You don't really think I'm like your father, do you?" She tried her best to sound strong with her question, though there was an underlying uncertainty in her words.