Katara couldn't help it: she laughed. It wasn't for sarcasm or bragging, but of actual mirth. "You're really good, do you know that? How old are you?"

Yes, this is Katara, striking a conversation while moving her hands deftly. She was also working towards weakening his horse stance, since her movenent were coming faster now and requiring motions that used the hips. She then moved in with a strike of her own, a right finger jab to the chest, with the Bg push that made a relatively innocent looking strike actually more forceful, enough to reel back half a second.