"You'd be the best Southern Waterbender ever." Sokka swallows, throat getting thick again as he claps Aang on the shoulder.

"I'll take care of Katara if anything happens. Don't worry about her, okay? She's got me, right? Not that she always appreciates it." He grumbles quietly. Damn kung-fu sex ninjas and their creepy cult and taking his sister away to do weird training.