His hand is uncomfortable beneath hers, slowly burning. Sokka's fingers curl around her wrist instead, keeping contact without hurting himself. After a long pause, he looks up and right at Loo.

"I didn't come here to tell you how to run your trial. I know I have no place in it. And I'm not here to tell you how to punish your prisoners either. All that I asked was to be able to see them. You don't even have to leave me alone with them.

"I'm not going to get in your way."