Her eyes were trained on him, already calculating her next move while Aang dipped his head, now focusing on Ty Lee partying downstairs.

He'd always been a patient man, but the waterbender had brought him to his limit; the tear on his cheek spoke.

"You don't want me to be with you…"

Katara stood statue-like, arms crossed, though her glare faded when his single tear drop punctured a hole in her eyes.

"You don't want me to be with someone else…"

He turned to her, his heart in his eyes.

"How miserable do I have to be before you're happy?"