Prompt: Compromise
Katara glares at her clinging silk gown and gaudy jewelry.
"I hate this."
Gran-gran answers "If you go through with this, your life belongs to the world." She urges "You don't have to get married, no matter what everyone expects."
Aang freezes in the doorway at this.
Katara holds his gaze. "I'm not the only one outside my comfort zone. Do you think he wants to have a boarbuck roasted in his honor?"
Aang smiles, eyes soft and adoring, when she concludes "we will do anything to belong to each other. Let's go out there and get us married."