It's adorable how Sokka doesn't think he'll be one of the SWT representatives involved in trade negotiations, while his girlfriend is the personal body guard of the Fire Lord.

Aang's shoulders slump and he begins dragging his feet as they walk.

"I get pulled out of one war into another one, then returned to the first war. Now I spend more time than I'd like in meetings in the aftermath of that war only to get pulled back here to have to deal with a whole other kind of aftermath."

He looks over at Sokka, lip protruding in a rather spectacular pout.

"I really hate waking up in strange places."