[Ah, but as far as Katara's concerned, Caesar's made his opinion of her abundantly clear. So she does not have to go looking very hard.

And she closes her eyes and sighs - why is he still here? They hadn't spoken this much since he was a kid.]

We hadn't decided yet.

[She takes a half-step back from the wall, her hand dripping a mess of paint, and turns to face him.]

If a lot of people end up helping paint it, we might leave everything up for about a week. If not, we'll probably take it down.