"I can't just show off my girlfriend to the locals?" Sad Sokka is sad! Though that has more to do with the quickness of the kiss than anything else, really.

He dumps the pillowcase of loot in a both and shrugs, leaning against it. "I won't say no to a beer, though, if it's cold. It's horrible out there." And he has enough sweat on his skin and clothes to show for it, in the humid Kansas summer heat.