Yun glanced over Mipung's side, just to confirm that they were flying away from where he had left the guards. That would have led to awkward questions. Smiling faintly, Yun scooched himself across the saddle and leaned against a bag of clothes, hoping to catch up on his missing sleep.

A minute passed in silence.

"Have you ever been on a bison before?" Norbu asked.

Yun roused himself enough to realize that that was a loaded question.

"Why?"

"Normally when we give people a ride, they don't turn around and take a nap."

Yun kicked himself for that slip. For that matter, he realized that he shouldn't have just climbed onto the saddle like it was something that he had done dozens of times before.

Figuring he had lost plausible deniability, he tried to sound casual as he said, "I know someone from the Southern Air Temple. He's given me a ride before."

Truc, who was sitting in front with the reins in his hands, nodded. "Hmm. Kelsang, I assume?"

Yun sat up. That was definitely a loaded question.

"Yeah. How did you...?"

Truc chuckled. "You called me that when you woke up yesterday, remember? It's a pretty common Air Nomad name."

Yun calmed down a hair. "Oh." He sat back against the makeshift pillow. "I thought you might know him or something."

"Not too acquainted with the Southern Temple. Haven't been there since...oh, before we had Aparna, I think. I have an aunt who lives in the Western Temple, though. We'll probably stop there for a few weeks when we're in the Fire Nation."

"Can we stop at the Southern Temple now?" Dechen asked. "It's close by, isn't it?"

Yun's spine stiffened fearfully again, as Norbu said "That would be cool. And we could meet Trishna's friend."

"I don't think he would be there," Yun said slowly. "He was living somewhere else, last I heard."

Jamyang said, "If we want to get to Quidong Island on schedule, we don't really have time for a pilgrimage. The Temple is days out of their way in both directions."

Dechen groaned, but Yun relaxed. He would have to part ways with this family before they went to any Air Temple: he had been to all four and met with all the abbots and elders. They would recognize him, and then...

He laid back down, closed his eyes, and tried not to think of the end of that statement.

After Yun's nap, Dechen took out her glider and rode it alongside Mipung, despite her mother's mild protests for safety.

"Watch this!" she called to Yun, doing a flip in the air. He whistled enthusiastically as she swept in for a landing, stumbling a bit but extending her arms like a gymnast.

"Wow!" he said, though he had seen Kelsang perform much more amazing feats all the time. "You must be pretty close to getting your tattoos, huh?"

"Norbu can't do a flip without crashing."

"I can, too!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Yeah-huh!"

Truc called back, "Dechen, stop teasing your brother. Norbu, put your money where your mouth is."

"Truc," Jamyang said, but Norbu, scowling, had already opened up his rucksack and was opening his glider. Yun heard him mutter something about "one time and they never let you live it down," then jumped off of Mipung's side like it was the most normal thing in the world.

As it turned out, Norbu could do several flips in a row without a problem, and landed back on the saddle without Dechen's clumsiness. He quickly cast a look over to Yun, who couldn't help but snort at how uncharacteristically smug he looked.

"Nice!" Yun said. "I wish I could do that." He meant it, too; he had been really looking forward to Airbending, and felt a pang knowing that it would never happen.

"No fair," Dechen whined. "You cheated."

"How did I cheat?"

"You've had years more practice than me!"

"That's because I'm older."

"Being older is a kind of cheating!"

Yun snickered as Norbu sputtered.

Aparna was getting her hair braided by her mother, but watched Yun with large eyes. He smiled at her. "Do you have a glider?" he asked.

She shook her head, while Jamyang said "We'll be getting her one soon. She's had a little practice flying, but I'm not letting her try anything this high up."

Aparna's expression made it clear that she was fine with this.

They landed in the mid-afternoon, set up camp and started to make dinner. Yun kept offering to help with anything. He was desperate to feel useful, and anyway, he didn't know what else to do with himself. He was used to hours of training and study, and having to sneak off to spend any time with Kyoshi or, more rarely, Rangi. Even when Truc or Jamyang did give him chores, Yun could do them in less time than it would have taken him to fail at one of Hei-Ran's firebending lessons.

When he wasn't doing that, he spent a lot of time off to the side, practicing his earthbending. A lot of it was the same exercises and motions that Jianzhu would have him doing back in Yokoya. It passed the time, but in his lower moments he wondered why he bothered. He was already a master, and it wasn't like he needed to be any better. An Avatar could never stop growing, but for him...

He tried not to think like that. It helped when the others would watch him. Norbu, Dechen and Aparna were easy to entertain, and it cheered him up a bit when they treated even his relatively simple tricks as though they were something special.

The three of them were fun in general. Norbu was only a year younger than him, so he was easy to relate to and also easy to annoy. Dechen was an entertaining ball of energy. Aparna was, obviously, a kid, but Yun got some amusement watching her slowly warm up to him and then randomly go back to acting meek and nervous.

He liked all three of them. He liked Truc and Jamyang, too. It was nice traveling with them, even if Yun still had a nervous dread brewing in the back of his mind.

All this went on for a few days. Though they occasionally saw small towns from the air, so far they had spent all their nights in the wilderness, so Yun was a little surprised when Truc announced that they were stopping in Gaoling for a few nights.

"Gaoling?" Yun repeated.

Truc grunted from the front. "You ever been?"

"Yeah, actually." Yun remembered the Beifongs and their lavish mansion. He had a calm smile on his face, belying the bead of sweat snaking down the back of his neck.

"Have we ever been here before?" Dechen asked. She was lying on the floor of the saddle with Aparna, playing with their dolls.

"Once, when you were maybe three years old. Do you remember, Norbu? The week we spent in Gaoling?"

Norbu shrugged. Yun supposed that the places must start to blend together for them. Gaoling was a nice town, but there weren't a lot of sights to make it stand out. At least, it probably seemed that way to an Air Nomad. To someone interested in the Earth Kingdom's politics and economy, the presence of one family gave it added importance.

Yun had never heard of the Beifongs before becoming―finding out he was...until two years ago. Now he had met with Lu Beifong himself and studied under his former student. Which made coming back to Gaoling now into a pretty miserable idea.

He tried to sound casual as he asked, "So, what do you do when you visit a city?"

Truc turned his head slightly so that Yun could see one twinkling eye. "What does anyone do when they travel to a new town? See the sights! And sell the lovely clothes that Jamyang makes."

She smiled wanly at her husband. Yun's eye quirked. Air Nomads doing business, now? He shook his head slightly, once again chiding himself on his naivete.

By noon they had reached the valley around the city, landing on the edge of the rocky hills. The Airbenders fluttered gracefully to the ground while Yun used Mipung's tail like a slide. As always, he felt a slight relief to feel his feet on the ground again. He liked flying, but returning to earth was like a little homecoming.

They headed into town, with Yun, Truc and Norbu all carrying bags of merchandise over their shoulders, and Dechen talking excitedly to Aparna near the back of the ground. Mipung gave a short roar goodbye, then fell down and started napping again.

"I hope nobody tries to steal her while she's sleeping," Yun said, glancing back.

"Somebody tried once. She bit his hand off!" Dechen said cheerfully.

Yun laughed until Norbu gave him a grim, serious look.

Yun noticed that their Air Nomad outfits were attracting a fair amount of attention from passersby. He ducked his head a bit, trying to hold his bag so that his face was covered from at least one side. He told himself that he was being paranoid. It was a big city―what were the chances that they would pass by somebody from the Beifong household? Especially since they were headed toward the marketplace, which was both crowded and a good distance away from the fancier part of town. And he was, you know, dressed as an Air Nomad. Nobody who looked at him would be expecting the Earth Kingdom Avatar.

They rented an empty stall in the marketplace. Norbu, Dechen and even Aparna helped lay things out with practiced ease, and Yun tried his best to help without messing anything up. With a pang he thought that Kyoshi would have been great at a job like this.

"Done! Can we go now?" Dechen asked.

"Alright, calm down," Jamyang said, in her usual serene tone. She bent down toward her youngest daughter. "Aparna, do you want to stay with us or go with the others?"

Aparna considered this question solemnly.

"Come with us! That way we can hang out with Trishna!"

Aparna hesitated, then bobbed her head in agreement.

Truc chuckled, then took a money bag from inside his clothes. "Alright, then. Norbu..." He counted a few coins into his son's outstretched hand; Norbu nodded in thanks. "Dechen...and Trishna."

"No, thanks," Yun said quickly, putting up his hands. "I really don't need any."

"Ah, but it's your pay! You'll be babysitting all afternoon," Truc said, forcing the coins into Yun's hand and giving him a sly look. "Now, everybody meet back at Mipung around sunset for dinner."

"And you kids hold hands," Jamyang added sternly.

Dechen and Norbu both groaned.

"I mean it! I don't want anyone getting lost again."

Yun was only mildly surprised when Dechen grabbed his wrist. "I'll hold Trishna's hand."

"Fine by me," Norbu muttered, taking hold of Aparna's.

"And have fun," Truc said. A Gaoling woman was approaching to look at their wares, which the kids took as a sign that it was time to leave. They wandered off the way they came, ignore the various stalls calling out for customers.

Dechen wrapped her other hand around Yun's and leaned her head against his arm. "Walking hand-in-hand like this, it's almost like we're on a date, isn't it?"

Yun swore that he could hear Norbu rolling his eyes behind them.

They emerged from the marketplace onto a side street. The first thing they decided to do was buy lunch, spending some of their money on a vendor who was selling pastries. Yun took a bite, giving an internal chuckle at what Auntie Mui and his teachers would say about such an unhealthy meal.

"So. What do you guys do when you're visiting a town?"

Norbu shrugged. "It depends. Just look around and see the sights."

"Fine by me." Yun's journeys throughout the Four Nations had been pretty hit-or-miss when it came to sightseeing―some hosts made it a point to show off the most impressive parts of their cultures and histories, but other trips had been spent locked in conference rooms, hearing dull lectures and negotiating treaties. Needless to say, Yun liked the former more.

But what he really liked, in the rare occasions when he had managed it, was slipping away to explore on his own. Not to see the beautiful temples or impressive palaces―he enjoyed those too, but the real treat, made special by its irregularity, was just...wandering around. Like a normal person. Pretending that he wasn't Avatar Yun and going back to his days as Yun the Makapuan street kid.

He smirked. Rangi hated when he did that.

Had hated. His smirk faded. He saw her exasperated face in his mind and realized that she would never give him that look again. In fact, he probably wouldn't see her again.

He would have plenty of time to wander around, then. He really was Tun the Makapuan street kid again.

Without thinking, he tightened his grip on Dechen's hand. She squeezed back, and then chirped, "Where do you think we should go, Thirsty?"

With great effort, Yun dragged his mind back to the present, as Norbu said "Just because he's from the Earth Kingdom doesn't mean that he knows this specific town, Dechen."

"You don't know that he's doesn't," Dechen argued. "He could be from here for all you know."

Yun forced a smile. "I'm not. Sorry, kiddo."

"Where are you from, then?"

"I told you. Up north. Hey, is that a theater?" Hoping to distract them, he pointed to a nearby building with a small crowd in front.

"Yeah, I think so. Do you want to go?"

"I'm good with it if you are." Yun didn't want to sound desperate, but he hoped that the others would agree―walking around the city had lost its appeal, and he hoped that a show would take his mind off things.

"I like plays! Let's go!" Dechen said, trying to pull Yun along with her.

Norbu stopped to address Aparna. "What about you?" he asked gently. "Do you want to go inside and see a play?"

"What kind of play?"

"Let's go see."

They approached the theater. A man out front was selling tickets; the crowd mostly seemed to be made up of younger people and parents with children. The only play that Yun had ever attended had been in the Upper Ring of Ba Sing Se, but this theater clearly catered to a more normal audience. The price was only one silver piece, which each of them would be able to afford.

Then he glanced up to the banner to see the name of the play.

He froze dead in his tracks.

"You've gotta be kidding me," he murmured, too quietly for the others to hear.

Norbu had bent down toward Aparna again. "Hey, Aparna. Can you read what the sign says?"

"Um..." She screwed up her eyes. "It says..."

Dechen answered for her, pointing to each character as she read. "It says, 'Avatar Yun and the Southern Pirates!'"

The lead actor did not look like Yun.

Well, that wasn't fair. They looked sort of alike. He had the same basic build, but he was at least twenty, with black hair and skin a shade too light. Yun remembered his talk with Zoryu about finding a body-double and wondered if this guy would have qualified.

Tagaka's actress was dark enough to look like a Water Tribeswoman, but she was way too young and otherwise didn't resemble her. The acting troupe had decided to play her for comedy; she wore gaudy makeup, cackled evilly and carried a little wooden scepter, which she mostly used to hit her dim-witted servants.

There was also a princess. Apparently she had been touring the Zeizhou Province on behalf of her father when the Fifth Nation attacked; she was thus used as a stand-in for all the captured people. She had a sad song, then another, rather romantically charged song with Avatar Yun. The Yun sitting in the audience didn't remember any of that from his recent adventure.

There was no version of Kyoshi in the play. Avatar Yun had a Fire Nation bodyguard, but he was an adult man named Zi and seemed closer to Hei-Ran than Rangi.

In fact, other than Yun and Tagaka, the only real person in the play was Jianzhu.

As soon as he heard the name, Yun's fingers tightened on the armrest of his chair. A soft growl escaped his throat.

Norbu glanced over. "Trishna? You okay?" he whispered.

"Yeah. Fine," Yun said shortly.

It was a comfort that Jianzhu didn't look much like the real Jianzhu. He wore the traditional Ganjinese white and gold, which Jianzhu himself only occasionally bothered with, and was clearly a younger actor made up to look like a generic "wise old mentor" type. He acted that way, too. He was way too...nice. Jianzhu could be―Yun had thought of him as kind, in his reserved way, but he wasn't how the play showed him, all warm smiles and comforting words and―

Yun and Jainzhu hugged, and Yun couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and marched along the theater aisle without a word. Norbu, Dechen and Aparna watched him go, but none of them commented on his exit. They probably assumed that he needed to use the bathroom or something.

Yun leaned against the wall of the theater lobby, breathing fast. He shut his eyes, trying to center himself, trying...

He remembered lying there, half paralyzed, feeling Father Glowworm's teeth sinking into his flesh. He remembered his sifu flying over him, carrying Kyoshi.

He remembered being left behind, and dragged by the demon's tendril into the Spirit World.

Without thinking about it, almost without realizing that he was doing it, Yun spun around and punched at the wall. His fist went all the way through, knocking out the stone and leaving a hole a foot wide; you could see the alleyway and the neighboring building through it.

The ticket seller was the only other person in the lobby. He spun around, but the door to the theater was shutting before he had a chance to see who had been there.

Yun returned in time for the tail end of the play. Avatar Yun defeated Tagaka, throwing different colored streamers to represent each of the four elements that he could apparently bend. Then he and the princess had a brief reprise of their song, going their separate ways but hoping to see each other again someday. The other captives cheered, Jianzhu told his protégé how proud he was of him, and Yun bit his lip to keep from screaming.

"That was AWESOME!" Dechen said as they filed out of the theater. "Wasn't it awesome, Trishna?"

Yun was having a hard time maintaining his fake smile. "The effects were decent," he said finally.

"Is that story true? Did Avatar Yun really fight the Fifth Nation and save a princess and everything?"

Yun looked away. "I...heard something about that a few weeks ago. But I doubt it happened exactly like it did in the play."

"Why not?"

Norbu answered for him. "It would take a while for them to interview people, then write a whole play and have it ready so quickly. So they probably took the basic facts and made the rest of it up."

"It wouldn't be that hard! They would just need to ask the Avatar―"

"The Avatar doesn't have time to―talk to some actors in a small-town theater troupe!" He shared a sarcastic look with Yun, who was trying really hard not to throw up.

Aparna, usually so quiet, started to pepper Norbu with questions about the Avatar―where did he live? How long had he been the Avatar? How long until there was another Air Nomad Avatar?―and Yun did his best to tune them out. He had suggested that stupid play to stop thinking about things, and he was very annoyed at Fate for the repeated laughs that it was taking at his expense.

He glanced at his new friends and wondered, How long before they find out that "Avatar Yun" isn't even the real Avatar? How long until everyone else in the audience, in this city, in the world found out that he was a fake this whole time?

And if they found out that he was that fake...

Thankfully, Yun was startled out of those thoughts by a ball smacking him in the side of the head.

"Hey!" he snapped, rubbing his face as the ball bounced off and rolled across the ground.

The projectile had come from their left, where a group of kids were playing in a vacant lot between buildings. The oldest looked like he was maybe thirteen, while the youngest was maybe seven. Yun picked up the ball and scowled at them.

"Sorry," one of the kids called. Then, "Are you airbenders?"

"Uh-huh! Except for Trishna. He's an earthbender."

"Then why is he dressed like that?" another kid asked.

"Because I was adopted, obviously." Yun threw the ball back. The first kid caught it.

"Come play with us!" a younger girl called.

"Okay! C'mon, Trishna!"

Dechen dragged him after her, with Norbu and Aparna reluctantly following.

After some furious debate about their values, based on size and bending ability, it was decided that Yun and Aparna would be on one team while Norbu and Dechen would be on the other. It turned out to be pretty fair―Yun was very good at the game, while Aparna was, understandably, not, and decided to watch from the sidelines after she fell and scraped her knee. Norbu was pretty awkward on the ground, though marginally better when he airbent himself up. On either field, Dechen's raw enthuasiasm was equally likely to benefit or hinder her team.

The rules were pretty basic―the two opposite walls were goals that each side had to defend from the other―but Yun and the other earthbenders threw up walls of dirt while Norbu and Dechen used their Airbending. The next few hours were spent in the simple pleasure of entertaining some kids with a game at which Yun far outclassed them.

"One more game!" Dechen begged when the oldest boy took the ball to go home.

"Can't. Maybe tomorrow?"

"Okay! See you then!"

The other kids said their goodbyes and began to drift off toward their respective homes. Dechen waved after them, while Norbu, his round face rather flushed and sweaty, pointed west and said, "We should be heading back, too. The sun's going down."

"I'm hungry," Dechen said. "I hope we have something good for dinner."

"Yeah, I worked up an appetite..."

Yun walked behind them as they headed toward camp, then did a double take as he saw something in a nearby window.

It was a florist's shop, with fire lilies on display.

He stopped walking. After a few steps, the others noticed and turned to him.

"Trishna?"

Yun turned, then hesitated. He could justify buying lunch and the play―after all, he and Norbu had been watching the kids―but he felt bad about using Truc and Jamyang's money on himself, especially for something that was...well, private. But then, maybe he could present a bouquet to the family. Jamyang would use it to decorate the dinner table, and Yun alone would know that it had a secret, bittersweet meaning.

"You go ahead. I want to pop in here and see something."

"You're sure? We can wait."

"No, it's fine. I might be a minute."

Norbu shrugged, and the three siblings went off toward the edge of town. Yun waited until they were a bit away and then ducked into the flower shop.

The florist was an older woman with plaited gray hair. She was turned away when Yun, tidying a few things on the shelves behind the counter.

"Ah, Shun. I was just―" She blinked when she saw Yun. "Oh! Sorry, dear, I thought you were someone else," she said, looking him up and down. "What can I do for you?"

"Uh―fire lilies," Yun said, feeling uncharacteristically nervous all of a sudden. "I'd like to buy some, if they're not too expensive."

The florist smiled slyly. "They're the most expensive thing we have, actually, and that display is all we have left. It's two gold per flower."

"Oh." Yun felt in his pocket; after lunch and the theater, he only had one gold piece, plus some silver and copper. He shouldn't have been surprised; fire lilies only bloomed for a short time, and any that you found in the Earth Kingdom had to be imported. He shrugged. "Never mind, then."

"Well, wait a minute. I might actually have something for you. Be right back."

She headed into a backroom. Yun smiled nervously, leaned against the counter and looked around, breathing in the heavy, too-sweet fragrance of the many flowers on display.

The door opened. Yun looked up vaguely at the new patron, who jumped and stared at Yun with wide-eyed disbelief.

"Avatar Yun?"

Yun's heart stopped beating.

He missed a breath. It took every ounce of willpower not to jump out of his skin.

He stared at the man. He was in his late twenties, pretty normal-looking, and Yun thought frantically to place his face, and figure out who he was that would recognize him. Then he noticed a winged boar sewn over the left breast of his shirt.

Yun exhaled, thought quickly, and then frowned at the man, pointing at himself in confusion.

"Are you talking to me?"

He spoke more softly than usual, and gave himself a light accent, sort of like the ones that he had heard spoken in the southern islands of the Fire Nation. It was something that Master Amak had taught him: change your clothes, change your voice, and it was surprisingly easy to pass yourself off as someone else.

The man looked confused now, glancing up and down at Yun. "Is that you...Avatar?"

Yun forced a chuckle. "I'm sorry, I think you're confused. What's that about the Avatar?"

The man blinked hard, then shook his head. It was his turn to laugh awkwardly.

"I'm sorry. You just―my name's Shun," he said quickly, extending a hand for Yun to shake.

"Nice to meet you, Shun. I'm Trishna."

Yun used his gray right hand to shake Shun's. The other man frowned at it with confusion.

Yun smiled. "It's a birthmark. Looks odd, doesn't it?"

"No, I...um." Shun cleared his throat. "I work at the Beifong household," Shun continued. "They've hosted the Avatar before, and you...look a lot like him."

"Do I?" He tried to sound interested, as though this was a neat little surprise.

"Yes! You could be twins." He paused, giving Yun a closer look. "Except for that birthmark. And you might be a bit taller, actually."

Yun was legitimately curious if Shun was trying to convince himself, or if he had indeed had a growth spurt since the last time that he'd visited the Beifongs.

Yun shrugged. "I guess everybody has a double. I hear the Fire Lords even hire people to impersonate them at events. You know, to prevent assassinations." He shuddered for effect, as though the thought of murder hurt his delicate Air Nomad sensibilities.

Shun nodded vaguely, then suddenly cast his eyes around the room.

"Are you here alone?"

"Yes," he said, a bit too quickly. Then, "I mean, my―family are in town. But I'm here alone. You know, in this flower shop."

Slowly, Shun smiled. "Would your...'family' happen be one monk? A big guy with a beard?"

Kelsang. Yun shook his head. "Sorry?"

"Well, it's just―you seem to be an Air Nomad," he said, gesturing to Yun's clothes. "And I just heard that Avatar Yun is on some sort of―spiritual quest with his Airbending master. A monk named―Kessang or something?" He waved his hand dismissively. "They're traveling around alone, doing the Air Nomad sort of thing. So it would make a lot of sense to stumble across Avatar Yun dressed in Air Nomad attire. I'm not sure why in Gaoling, but..."

Yun started to feel cold as the man spoke. His look of confusion was genuine now. "When did you hear all this?"

"Just the other day. Master Jianzhu―the Avatar's guardian―was here, visiting my boss for a party. We expected the Avatar to come, but..."

He trailed off, giving Yun a sidelong look.

"Look. Are you Avatar Yun?" He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Just between you and me. I promise, I won't tell anyone."

Yun took a deep breath. He was going to make him say it, wasn't he? Yun smiled at Shun's earnest, eager face and felt a flash of hatred for the man who forced him to say those awful words.

"I swear...I'm not the Avatar."

Shun nodded, but still looked at him shrewdly, as though he didn't quite believe it.

Just then, the florist came out. "Oh, Shun! Just a minute, I've got Mistress Beifong's moon flowers ready. As for your fire lilies, young man..."

She opened a small bag. Inside was a collection of dried red petals. Yun caught a whiff of a familiar smell.

Instantly he was back at the mansion in Yokoya, in the library, remembering that conversation. The one where he and Kyoshi made up, and the last one they had before they took that fatal trip.

"Left over from the lilies that have already wilted. I know it's not the same as a living flower, but―"

"No," Yun said, and he was surprised by the lump in his throat. This was lucky, because it helped disguise his voice even as he forgot his fake accent. He cleared his voice and, deliberately not looking toward Shun, quietly asked, "How much?"

"Oh, you can just take it, dearie. I know Air Nomads don't carry much money, so consider it a gift."

Yun felt a little bad about that, but decided not to object with Shun still in the room. Instead he bowed toward the florist―the way they did in the Air Temples, just to spread the "fake Airbender" shtick on thicker―and then exited as calmly as he could manage. He could feel Shun giving him a last look as he went.

Yun walked quickly toward the edge of town, thankful that it was in the opposite direction as the Beifong mansion. Eventually he slowed, taking out the little bag and giving it another whiff.

He immediately thought of Kyoshi, and he felt her again. She was still in the Taihua Mountains, maybe a little west from where she had been before. He sort of...basked in her for a moment. She made him feel both calm and jittery, and he shook his head, trying to come back to his own body.

But what was she doing up there?

And more to the point...what was she doing up there, when Jianzhu was in Gaoling, spreading lies about Yun?

Author's notes: Exciting news, maybe! Next week is ATLA OC Week, so I hope to give you seven (shorter) updates instead of just one. I only have one and a half done at this point, so we'll see how that goes. Wish me luck, and see you Monday.