[Katara cries for a very long time - each time she tries to stop, it starts again. The grief of every loss she's ever felt has somehow attached itself with the timing of this one - on top of her already exhausted and pushed to the limit physical and emotional state.
Nothing she says will be good, so she won't let herself say anything at all.
"It's not fair" - heh. She's learned not to expect fairness from life. It's not worth saying.
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Nothing she says will be good, so she won't let herself say anything at all.
"It's not fair" - heh. She's learned not to expect fairness from life. It's not worth saying.
But oh - it hurts.]