[Briefly... that smile, that hand. There's a - it's not a pause, it's more of a widening of his eyes in recognition as his heart beasts faster. He immediately associates this stupid pinky promise - this childish gesture - with the other time(s) he'd made this sort of limited oath with Katara. And... it makes him feel very special. Very lucky. Very... accepted. His hand reaches out without delay, and his curls his pink around hers. There, it's a promise]
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