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You're really starting to enjoy yourself. [ Can I get an EUGH? ]

I just don't get how being forced off of the island by Equalists or whatever happens tomorrow can make you more eager to take me away from everything, again, I might add. [ Okay. So she wants to kick a certain someone every time she see's him, but she's so far from quitting. ]

So, no, I don't think it's just me. You're crazy.

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You were magnificent, Lady Asami. It was an honor to work with you.

Likewise General. I only wish I could have seen more of you in action.

[Small smile.]

Oh, you didn't miss much. Nothing special.

[Except this BAMF can fly it seems.]

I have the feeling you're being just a little bit too modest.

I shot down the machines with my fire bending. and their own weapons. Not a big deal.

[And jumped out of few of them.]

Are you feeling any better? The way you and Bolin's battle with your...with the others at the hangar seemed to exhausted both of you.

[ Okay. She won't argue. ]

Yeah... I'm fine. [ Tossed her dad in prison after almost killing each other fine at least. ] A little tired maybe, but it's nothing a few hours of sleep won't fix.

But your ships were hit pretty hard. Do you have any idea how many are missing? [ What a great way to keep the conversation rolling. ]

I'm still getting reports. Some of them will never sail again, but we can pull them up...and see if we can't account for more of my people.

[There is a long moment where he seems to be holding his breath. Calming down.]

As for the repairs for everything else...well lets say quite a few machinists are going to have steady employment for a while.

I wish there was more I could do. [ But there's really nothing. ]

All I've got is a terrible excuse for a father, but good luck getting anything out of him. [ He's like the shadow of a man who used to be real. ]

[He frowns a moment, then...as he has done with Korra and Bolin, places one hand gently on her should and rests the other on her head.]

Asami, just your friendship and presence are enough to do wonders for the Avatar's moral. Your father is not your fault, and while admirable, his sins aren't yours to atone for.

[He pulls away, straightening out his jacket.]

You are amazing and continue to be a valuable asset, understood?

[ After a long moment she looks up at him. ]

Yeah. Thanks. [ She really wishes she were as confident though. ]

They like choosing bad times for these things... Mine doesn't, or she says she doesn't, but... I don't know.

Yeah. They don't like to keep you too sure about anything either.

It's not that I think she's trying to lie or anything, more um, I think she'd do that if she was interested enough. Like, apparently the reason I got picked up in the first place, is 'cause when I'm much older I'd be all needed and things most of the time, and she saw there were comics about me as a kid, so why not.

...And then she just couldn't stop, I guess, 'cause I'm her strongest muse now. She does have a bunch where I'm older too, so it only goes so far.

Funny how that happens, isn't it? [ Except the humorless kind of funny. ]

How do you deal with being away from home? If you're your mun's favorite I'm sure you've been away.

They're human. I wish this wasn't how it goes, but...

Well, um...

I love my aunt and uncle. Don't ever think I don't. When I leave, for good, I need to be able to say goodbye, and I need them to let me go. I am not my father. I am not going to hurt them by just leaving. [He knows little about Anakin, most of it put together from scraps.] I don't like just... suddenly not being there.

But I've always wanted to leave home and they don't understand that. I want to travel, I want... I have cosmic fever. I know that's kind of meta, but I don't care. The galaxy is huge and beautiful and it hurts sometimes, knowing it's there and I'm stuck at home.

You really do seem older than thirteen you know, Luke? [ She's a little sad, but also moved by his words. ]

I don't want to be thirteen. I want people to take me seriously sometimes! Y'know, my best friend is eighteen. He can leave any time he wants and do... anything he's talked about doing, at all, 'cause he's not just old enough, his family's rich too.

But if he does that he'll be gone, and if he's gone, my other friends - well there's Tank, but he's not as... I don't like him as much, and anyway he's sixteen, he'll go in a couple years too. And no one else understands. None of them! They all think I'm crazy! That if I go out and do... anything, I'll fail and see how wrong I was and come back!

[He definitely has some flashes of wisdom, but he's still a young teen.]

You don't seem like the kind of guy that would let what anyone else thinks stop you. But I understand how hard it can be not to be taken seriously.

They're still my friends. I don't wanna just be... y'know, left out of everything. There aren't a lot of kids around Anchorhead. And it's not... good, to only be friends with adults.

Tell me about it.

...'Sides, it's not like I'm actually friends with a lot of adults. Really I guess just my aunt and uncle... sometimes, we argue... and that old hermit Ben.

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