[He turns to face her because, when all is said and done, he's not mad at her. He's angry, yes, and annoyed and frustrated and she should know better. But it's not her that he's angry with. The last thing he wants to do is give that little ass a chance, but...

Fine.] He gets one chance.

[A sigh. He's glad of that; he really is, but now's not the time. He nods, one corner of his mouth turning up in a tired half-smile.] I know. Now please go get some sleep. If it was me going on a mission, you'd have waterbended me into my room by now.