"Do you love him?"
"Yes."
"Then why do you question it so?"
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"Thank you," Katara whispered, taking his arm in hers.
He glanced down at her. "For what, child?"
"You didn't let me forget how much I loved him. Uncle, I think I owe you everything."
"You owe me nothing, dear," he said, bringing her hand to his lips; "I only did what a father does. I made my son happy."
Katara smiled. "Well, you made your daughter awfully happy, too."