Aang just...blinks at the man. It's not that he doesn't know he's grown, because...obviously he has, but how does this man know this? Does he know him? It...feels like he might. This all feels so familiar.
Why don't any of the thoughts in his mind make a straight line?
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Aang just...blinks at the man.
It's not that he doesn't know he's grown, because...obviously he has, but how does this man know this? Does he know him? It...feels like he might. This all feels so familiar.
Why don't any of the thoughts in his mind make a straight line?