"My earthbending does not suck!" Wan crossed his his arms and pouted frowned at her. "And I was doing something. I was practicing my airbending. Until you came along and decided to try and make the ground swallow me."

He went to stand up, not answering her question about how far back he came from because he was just sick enough to not be able to focus on more than a couple things she'd been saying. He'd heard the question, it just wasn't sticking out as important.

"Do you do that to every airbender you meet?"