[She manages to raise it up to her lips without spilling it and almost burns herself with how quickly she sips it down. Her trembling slows and only a few more tears leak out. Quietly, Katara lowers the tea cup again and stares straight ahead.
She's not dishonest enough to start making small talk or attempt to laugh this off... but she's too stubborn to just start talking again either. She can feel that's what he's waiting for.]
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She's not dishonest enough to start making small talk or attempt to laugh this off... but she's too stubborn to just start talking again either. She can feel that's what he's waiting for.]