Suki's heart wrenches at the sight of the tear, and all the spirit drains from her face.

"Oh, Katara," she sighs. "I won't tell anyone. I promise."

There's a lot more emotion in her voice now. She reaches out tentatively, wanting to comfort her friend with something more than words: a reassuring hand at least, but ideally a hug.

"Is there anything else I can do to help? Please let me if there is."