[She doesn't move while he does this. In fact, she sits completely still. She'll stop him if he pushes through despite her saying no, but she will sit there and wait for him to respect her boundaries right up until the point where he crosses the line.
And then he looks up, and she's still watching him intently because he hasn't moved away and--
"You know, I really like you, Katara."
She blinks, blushes, and averts her eyes in very short order.]
Oh. [She says, because she has to say something, because the space between them suddenly seems very small and the silence like it could create diamonds. "Thank you," seems insulting so she just... offers up the pure honest truth.]
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And then he looks up, and she's still watching him intently because he hasn't moved away and--
"You know, I really like you, Katara."
She blinks, blushes, and averts her eyes in very short order.]
Oh. [She says, because she has to say something, because the space between them suddenly seems very small and the silence like it could create diamonds. "Thank you," seems insulting so she just... offers up the pure honest truth.]
...I don't know how to respond to that.
[Still not looking at him.
And yes, respond in so many ways.]