Ursa's beaming in pride as she runs up - not to her new uncle Sokka this time, but to her Mom, who breaks off her thankful glance to her uncle and sweeps the child off her feet.

"Was it good?" Ursa's asking. "Did you see? Did I do it right?"

"Of course you did, sweetheart," Louise said. "That's one of the best I've seen that one done. Well done!"