"Actually I am. You know why? I secretly have a fetish for being set on fire." Ruffling her hair again, Sokka tilts his head to butt against hers lightly. "Don't worry about it. As long as your dad keeps his 'kill the messenger' mentality, all of your secrets are safe with me."
A pause is inserted here so he can use the hand in her hair to turn her face toward him and frown.
"That is not an invitation to use me as your personal confessional so you don't have to worry about consequences."
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Date: 2007-04-27 09:47 am (UTC)A pause is inserted here so he can use the hand in her hair to turn her face toward him and frown.
"That is not an invitation to use me as your personal confessional so you don't have to worry about consequences."