And then, in spite of everything. The tears, the fever, the headache that makes it so he can hear the sound of his own pulse from his ears, and how it feels like his soul is being shredded at the margins. In spite of all that, Aang attempts a joke.
"i'm sorry i'm right too. such a burden to be right all the time."
after he says it he looks up at her with as much of a smile as he can manage.
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And then, in spite of everything. The tears, the fever, the headache that makes it so he can hear the sound of his own pulse from his ears, and how it feels like his soul is being shredded at the margins. In spite of all that, Aang attempts a joke.
"i'm sorry i'm right too. such a burden to be right all the time."
after he says it he looks up at her with as much of a smile as he can manage.