"Ahh. I'm sorry." He wasn't all that sorry really, especially as he looks up to Izanagi, smiling as he turns towards Sokka. "As dangerous as I am, since that thing is me. That's me, and I'm him." It was going to take a while to explain.

His other self disappears in a small shower of blue light and Souji stands there, pursing his lips as he taps them.

"There's more too," he adds. "...including much smaller ones. Izanagi is simply the one that represents me the most." He wasn't going to bring out Mara. Not yet anyway. Even poor Sokka didn't deserve that much trauma in a single day. "But this is incredible. Usually I couldn't use them in the real world...

Or maybe this place is another part of the TV world, far far away in a forgotten corner...