Aang watched as Mai threw another knife into the dummy and winced. He doesn't know which is more frightening, her precise aim or her emotionless face. He understands he friends' worry and agreed to a bodyguard. He knows that she's the best around. But couldn't they have found someone more, chipper? He sighs and puts on a smile as she sits down to join him for tea, before he begins to ask her if she has ever tried fruit pies before.