Nima agreed, especially if the princess (she kept calling herself one - this must have been the Princess Azula she'd heard mention of around the ship before) was going to receive her perfectly logical explanations for not being in her own body anymore as insipid.

"I've tried, and I'll keep trying." Feeling this way is terrible. How can a person live like this? "If I didn't do this, and I'm sure I didn't, it's possible something else did. We should get help."

Brother-Aang-the-Avatar is the bridge between the world of mortals and of spirits, she thought, and if Azula were distracted enough by her own rage and frustration, she might not catch a hint of a thought that Nima very deftly avoided wording as she considered Aang. "Our spirits are not where they should be. I can't think of a better person to start our our search for a cure with."