"It’s why you’re alive." She lowered her hands back down and put one hand on her hip and pointed at Aang with the other. "Better a ruined tattoo than a ruined Avatar." This was true enough for her, because if that lightning did kill him then she wouldn’t have been the next Avatar.

That was a sobering thought for her, since it had been an important part of her self-identity.

"Besides, you won’t be able to see it without a mirror." She said it lightly and with a half-shrug. "So there’s that."