Staring out at Ba Sing Se, listening to Sokka snoring, I cannot stop my thoughts when they adopt a direction I'd rather avoid.
Will my uncle ever forgive me? For that matter, do I even deserve it anymore…?
"I am such a selfish jerk sometimes," I mutter.
"I'm sure he'll forgive you. Even Katara did eventually."
I jump when Toph speaks.
"I didn't get Katara thrown in prison," I point out.
"Yeah, but you got Aang killed, and he got over it," she says.
"Aang – isn't everyone," I say, looking out at the sky and wishing we could have the avatar here for the conflict ahead.