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Things have spiralled wildly out of Katara's control. It seemed like such a good idea at the time - it really did.

But now?

It's all happened so fast and it's got so big. She doesn't know how to stop this. But people are getting hurt.

As long as Sokka doesn't find out ... things might be okay.



She's sitting out the front of the farmhouse, a huddled lump against a tree, tears tracking through the dust on her face. It's been a couple of days since she's washed or brushed her hair. Oddly enough, she's practically glowing with health.

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Suki bows her head, then grudgingly gets her feet. She tried. And she'll try again. Just not right now.

"Okay," she says. "Sorry, Katara. I wasn't meaning to mother. You're a friend. I just care about you, is all."

After delivering a watery parting smile, the Kyoshi starts heading off towards the bunker.

"I'll be around if you need anything," she adds over her shoulder.

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Katara sniffles.

But not until Suki's gone.

And then she stops, because that's a waste of water and she needs every bit, damn it - damn it!


Well, she doesn't need friends, anyway. They'll just make life hard. She's not interested.