I dunno, Sokka. There's something appealing about a holiday where a person breaks into people's homes to eat their food then give them stuff. I feel I can relate to that somehow.
Yeah. Me too. I think things got outta hand. I just- I've really missed home, and this is the closest thing I've had to it in over a year. Jeez, longer.
I know. I think part of the reason I hate it so much is because I can't enjoy it with the rest of you. [Or like the rest of you. But really, it's with.] It's miserable for me by itself, but that's not a problem other places when we're all there.
This one's different. I guess I get why you're homesick, and it stinks I can't be happy for you when I want to be.
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[She's only like this when it totally suits her, sadly.]
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[And now, on a more serious note:] Sorry about... the thing the other day.
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Yeah. Me too. I think things got outta hand. I just- I've really missed home, and this is the closest thing I've had to it in over a year. Jeez, longer.
[You can take the boy out of the water tribe... ]
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This one's different. I guess I get why you're homesick, and it stinks I can't be happy for you when I want to be.
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All you needed to do was ask, y'know?
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[Despite the mocking, there's a fondness in her voice he should know all too well.]
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Heeeey, I wouldn't get you stuck in an icy ravine.
On purpose.