Like how you grudgingly told her how to work a microwave? [He's slipped back into his blank calm that he'll need to get through this conversation, and sighs]

Besides, I didn't go to cook for her. I went to teach her how to work a shitty stove and make soup.

... [he meets the gaze] My respect for women isn't something I'm gonna compromise on. Same with helping anyone who wants to learn to cook for themselves.

So I can't change what Katara feels on the issue, even if I want to.