[There are parts of that tale that she wants to ask after; gaps that she can spot. But that isn't the purpose of Katara telling her this story. Nami puts her curiosity aside - for now - and just listens quietly. Her mug of tea is cooling on the table. She pays it no mind. A quick smile at the obvious pride she has for her father, but it fades at ler last sentence.]
[Action]
...go on.