[Oh. Well. That. Would have been a lot easier to answer more quickly if he hadn't held out his hand. She glances down at it for a long moment and then back up to his face and she can't put her hand in his. All the casual intimacies of the day, exchanged in the heat of the moment or allowed in the sudden rush... she can't deliberately take his hand. And it hurts that he'd offer.
Her brow furrows and Katara shakes her head, her hands planted on the railing at her sides.]
[ at the end of the day ]
Her brow furrows and Katara shakes her head, her hands planted on the railing at her sides.]
No. Probably not.