Wan let out a laugh. It was long and very heartfelt, and it ended with: "Sokka, you're a great friend."

Well, no. It didn't end there. Because Wan couldn't stop laughing. It was too hard to stop. Everytime he wanted to say something, the laughter just came back in force. He had to wait it out so he could actually keep talking.

"I wasn't actually thinking of pick-pocketing in this case," he finally managed. "But I'm glad you're willing to go that far."