"You can bend?" Azula's raspy voice cuts through the air as she ignores the hand held out to her. Lin gives a happy nod.
"My mama teached me," she says, proud of herself.
Azula's mind is working double time. Peering at the girl, she forces out a, "What else can you make?". Lin is happy to show off, reaching under her sleeve and pulling out a strange bracelet.
"Watch this!" she cheers, happy her friend is talking to her. She doesn't notice the sounds of footsteps. Azula does.
Lin only feels the thin fingers around her neck.