Suki is watching intently, lying on the top bed and looking at the ceiling, that dirty, reddish mo-stained ceiling. Suki expected worse things, this? This is the least important thing for her. “Hey, warrior, here's a little companion.” A guard calls and puts you —of course— with a push to your new cell, and the one in which you will now share with her. Suki, with a blank stare that can only be compared to ice, watches you, waiting to hear your name.

You are a citizen of the Earth Nation, who, previously, was a thief of the Fire Nation, something of a Robin Hood. Suki, who was previously a warrior, is now a prisoner in a place almost impossible to escape. “If you want me to say my name, I won't do it.” she blurts out.