"Everytime I start to tell them just that, Steph comes up with something even ruder and reminds me I should be at least attempting diplomacy," Sokka replies with a smirk, looking over at her. He sighs heavily and then leans back to put his arm around Loo's shoulders, hugging her far closer than necessary to tease.

"All right, let's go. But so you know, I prefer war on the field than at the dinner table - less people complain when I punch someone."