The look younger-Sokka is giving older-Sokka now is -- not quite blatant hero-worship, it's tempered with worry and empathy and admiration. And the vague hope of 'one-day-I'll-be-like-you'.
And a faint smirk.
"It is pretty," he points out, flicking a patch of snow from the back of his hand. "The yellow -- blonde."
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Date: 2007-12-31 06:52 am (UTC)And a faint smirk.
"It is pretty," he points out, flicking a patch of snow from the back of his hand. "The yellow -- blonde."
Weird word.