[Oh good. Katara is happy. His expression is almost blank as he works this out. If Katara is happy and upbeat, then the experiment must still be going on. Which means... wait, the experiment was over, wasn't it? He had thought it was, based on his own pattern of thought. Wait, did that mean she actually did like Zuko? That certainly seems like it would add up. Except it was Zuko. And Katara. Maybe the heat from the smithy and his restlessness had left him delirious and the experiment was still on? Perhaps he only stopped thinking about Toph because of how hard he hit his hand with a hammer when he lost his concentration earlier that night. Did his forehead feel hot? He couldn't tell, since he had a glove on. Checking his own temperature never was much good anyways. Maybe he did need some sleep. But what about food? He needed food more. Some steak sounded absolutely amazing right now. Covered with spices and served with some sort of fizzy beverage... whatever those things were called. Salta? Salsa? Soma? Well, whatever it was, he wanted the orange one.
Wait, Katara is still there. Didn't Sanji tell him something about her? Something really important? Instead of a real response, just have a dumbfounded muttering of:] Errr....
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Wait, Katara is still there. Didn't Sanji tell him something about her? Something really important? Instead of a real response, just have a dumbfounded muttering of:] Errr....