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Chapter 8 - Arrivals (6)

Katara watched the two in silence for a few seconds before asking what had been echoing in her head, "What... are you two doing?"

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Ikari and Sokka turned to her at the same time, as if only just now noticing her presence. Ikari gave a soft smile, nodding calmly, while Sokka, still a bit clumsy in the snow, exclaimed, "Katara!" He stood up quickly, brushing snow off his face with a grimace. "What are you doing here?"

"I came… looking for you," Katara replied hesitantly, her eyes narrowing as she tried to make sense of the scene. The image of Sokka charging at Ikari with a spear still echoed in her mind, and now here they were, acting like nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "What are you doing?" she asked again, her tone laced with curiosity and a hint of irritation.

Sokka hesitated, clearing his throat before throwing an arm around Ikari's shoulders, who was slightly taller than him. "W-we were…" He paused, puffing out his chest with an air of importance. "Exchanging combat knowledge, you know? Man stuff."

Ikari tilted his head, amusement gleaming in his eyes. "I thought you asked me to train you."

"Hey!" Sokka dropped his arm from Ikari, pointing an accusing finger at him with an indignant expression. "I said I wanted some tips! Not the same thing!"

Katara crossed her arms, staring at her brother with a look that screamed Seriously? She nearly rolled her eyes but held back. Where had all that suspicion gone — those so-called "danger instincts" he kept going on about? Now he was standing there, all friendly, as if Ikari were some old hunting buddy. Sokka and his mood swings… why do I still take him seriously?

"If you're training…" Katara pointed at the spear in Ikari's hand, frowning. "Shouldn't you be using a stick or something? What if someone gets hurt?"

Sokka blushed, scratching the back of his neck. "No one's gonna get hurt, Katara! It's… impossible to hit this guy!" He gestured toward Ikari, clearly frustrated. "He keeps using those wind magic things and dodges everything!"

"Actually," Ikari cut in, the smile never leaving his face, "I haven't used my bending at all, Sokka. You're just too bad at hitting me."

Sokka's shoulders slumped, and he muttered under his breath, barely audible, "…Why do you have to say that with a smile?"

"But don't worry!" Ikari said cheerfully, giving Sokka a friendly pat on the shoulder. "I'll help you get better. You've got potential—you just need to learn how to move."

"R-right," Sokka mumbled, clearly torn between bruised pride and a reluctant hope to learn how to fight.

'Boys are so weird,' Katara thought, noticing how somehow they were getting along. 'But that's a good thing. If he's willing to help Sokka, maybe he'll be willing to help me too!' The thought rekindled the spark of hope and excitement that had been building in her chest ever since she discovered Ikari was a bender.

Katara took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I… hum, Ikari," she called, but the moment his eyes met hers, glowing with curiosity, Katara froze. The words she had rehearsed in her mind suddenly tangled on her tongue. "I… I mean… could you…"

Ikari tilted his head, his smile softening. "Go ahead, Katara. What's on your mind?"

She swallowed hard, feeling her face heat up under his gaze. "Could you… help me with waterbending?" she finally asked, the words coming out quickly. "I mean, you're a bender, and I… I'm not very good yet, but I can move the water, sometimes, and I thought maybe you could… you know, teach me something?" She bit her lip, nervous, waiting for an answer.

Sokka scoffed, crossing his arms. "Waterbending? Katara, you can barely lift a drop."

Katara shot a deadly glare at her brother. "Sokka, if you don't shut up, I'm throwing you into the next hole I find!"

Ikari laughed, the light sound echoing across the frozen landscape. "Easy, you two," he said, raising his hands in a calming gesture. Then he looked at Katara, his expression turning serious for the first time since the two of them had met him. "About waterbending… I'd love to help you, Katara, but I'm afraid I'm not the right person for that."

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