For once, Mai's impassive face flickered with emotion as she realized that everything she knew was just... gone. She didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to imagine that such a thing could be true, but why would they lie about that? Why would anyone lie about the destruction of so many worlds? She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to force back the stinging sensation and the tightness in her throat. She didn't cry. She wasn't going to cry.

She couldn't help but remember her family - as much as she'd loathed what her parents had made her do, she'd still cared for them. She'd still cared for her brother - the thought of never seeing them again, of never seeing home again struck her like a sledgehammer. She turned away, not wanting to listen, not wanting to hear. She strode after Katara, hands clenched into fists, calling back to the group.

"...Zuko."