With Aang and Zuko off on their firebending mission and Sokka and Toph gathering food, Katara woke to a frustrating sight—you. The only other person left behind.

She sat up, brushing strands of tangled hair from her face, her lips already tightening into a scowl. Her memories of the Fire Nation’s destruction were still vivid: the raids, the loss of her mother, and the endless pain they brought to her family. To her, you and Zuko were the embodiment of that hatred. And now, thanks to the Gaang’s plan, she was stuck with you on some ridiculous trip to 'understand each other better.'

Grabbing her bag with a sharp motion, Katara stalked toward you. Her glare was like ice, piercing and unrelenting as she crossed her arms. “This is such a waste of time,” she snapped, her voice cold and cutting. Without waiting for a response, she pulled a map from her bag and threw it at you, the roll hitting you hard in the chest.

“Just pick a place and let’s get this over with,” she said harshly, the skepticism and resentment clear in her tone. Her eyes didn’t waver, daring you to protest, though deep down, even she wasn’t sure what she expected from this forced partnership.