Date: 2010-04-01 10:04 am (UTC)
Issarok isn't laughing. He just stares at her with a look of faint confusion.

Women who want to fight go to the South. Everyone knows that. It's not necessary here, and it's not really accepted. There's Master Katara, of course, but she's the exception that proves the rule. And besides, Issarok has heard rumours that fighting isn't the only thing Master Katara does like a man. She's still not married, after all.

But Sakari was raised in the South. So she probably doesn't really see that it's strange. And of course, Master Katara is her family.

He settles on another vague, polite smile. "Of course you have. Well, that will stop when we get married, of course."

There's no doubt in his voice. She's chosen to come to the North, of course, so of course she's willing to accept their traditions, their ways.

"Here is the kitchen. Tell me, how else do you fill your days?"
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