Pakku did not have friends. He had his mother and his waterbending master and that was enough for him. So he was rather confused and more than a little annoyed when a gaggle of girls kept dropping by his house.
Yugoda was pleasant enough. She was quiet and calm and Pakku thought that he might actually like her if she hadn't always been tagging along with Ullori.
Ullori, Pakku was sure, was some kind of squirrelgull in disguise. She talked nonstop, mostly about Pakku. How brave and kind and noble he was to have saved her friends from drowning. Pakku liked adoration as much as the next boy, but it got old hearing about it after fifteen minutes.
Yugoda usually managed to steer the conversation in other directions, but Kanna didn't even try. Whenever she visited (and it was about three or four times as often as Yugoda did) she simply glared at Pakku as though she hated him.
Which was perfectly fine, since Pakku didn't care in the slightest if she hated him. He told his mother that every time Kanna visited, at more length than was really necessary. She seemed to find it very amusing for some reason.
