[And he's almost too tired to get that, blinking like he's lost until his brain backtracks to fingernail jewelry and further from there until he gets it. He does smile then, a little. Genuine.]

I'd be happier for you both [because that says so much for Katara, doesn't it?] if I didn't know you well enough to tell when you're running away from the subject.

But it's okay. [He loosens his grip enough to pat Masaomi's shoulder.] I don't need to know it to see how much is there now...