"So, how did you like your first day in the South Pole, Zuko?" Katara asked as they walked together, alone for the first time in days.
"It's very bright during the day, with all the ice and snow. The people are nice. The food is
interesting," Zuko answered.
"What, you don't like the blubbered seal jerky? It's very valuable around here, you know," she said, putting her hands on her hips and feigning offense.
"I didn't mean that," Zuko said, looking away.
Katara frowned at his tone and grabbed his arm to stop him from moving forward.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Katara asked.
"I'm sorry," he said, looking at her guiltily.
"Zuko, it's okay. Blubbered seal jerky is an acquired taste," Katara told him, squeezing his arm.
"No, I'm sorry for what the Fire Nation did to this place," he said gravely. "I'm sorry that we destroyed your defenses. I'm sorry that we took away your families. I'm sorry that you all have so little and that giving me seal jerky was a sacrifice for your family," he said, l