[She looks down for a moment, frowning, and lets the silence stretch between them before turning to look at him again. She's afraid for him. She's seen him fight, and he just doesn't think about himself. In the swamps, that could be deadly. The Third Party wouldn't have to do anything, he'd take care of it himself by not watching...
...and though her eyes get wide, Katara tries to swallow back her fear. She reaches out a hand to lightly touch his shoulder, to get his attention.]
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...and though her eyes get wide, Katara tries to swallow back her fear. She reaches out a hand to lightly touch his shoulder, to get his attention.]
I want you to promise me something, if you can.