Aang's hand steals into mine when we see the child's skeleton. Loathing and rage surge; I wish every single firebender would wink out of existence.
But Aang is a firebender, too. And I've had a taste of a world without him and want nothing to do with it ever again. This is why we can't talk about THE KISS. What if I admit what he is to me and lose him agaiin? I pull him close and touch his cheek.
My voice trembles. "I don't think we should explore any more of the temple."
Aang hugs me tight and nods.