"...would it taste good?" Sokka asks seriously, brows lifted in curiosity as he reaches out to try and poke the retreating tentacle. "Or is it somebody's pet? There's no way it's tasty enough to be worth somebody crying."
He glances over and shrugs a bit, hiding a small smile by putting his gaze back on the pond. "Yeah, I'll be around. I'm not planning on going anywhere and I wouldn't move anyway, not until Mel gets back."
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Date: 2008-01-01 03:35 am (UTC)He glances over and shrugs a bit, hiding a small smile by putting his gaze back on the pond. "Yeah, I'll be around. I'm not planning on going anywhere and I wouldn't move anyway, not until Mel gets back."