"Well," Katara said, feeling a little dumb, "with most people and most cultures, they have the luxury of feeling shame about things like that. I guess it really comes down to taboos and things, maybe I used the wrong word for it. If I were to ever say something like that to my brother, he would probably freak out. There's no way he'd want any male looking at his baby sister with no clothes on no matter what anyone would say to him."

"Oh...I see." That did make a little more sense, actually. She always identified with the color blue, but she never thought it would indicate what she was. "What other colors are there?"