His verbal acknowledgment of her tears only yielded the opposite effect Zuko had hoped for. Another sniffle escaped followed by a second before a string of them trailed afterwards, the tears she tried to blink and wipe away now trailing down her cheeks.

How embarrassing, to be seen crying by Zuko of all people!

But she couldn't stop, try as she might. A hiccup managed to break it's way through her silent tears, and in an attempt to stop her crying Katara buried her face into her hands, the fabric of her hoodie bunched into her palms to stiffle her sounds.