She is disappointed, still, in some ways -- but not surprised anymore. Aang lives by the ways of the his people -- which is great for him but it's not how she lives. It's not how the world works. Some things -- some things aren't worth forgiving, not if the person isn't sorry, not if they don't want to change. Aang will never get that. And Sokka -- he just soldiers on, doesn't see a reason to hold onto the past the way she does.

She almost envies him for that.

"It wasn't bothering me." Comes the simply reply. The beat of the water almost feels soothing in it's own way. And considering she can manipulate water to heal things it's easy enough to keep it from getting her too cold. Eventually she'll need to change clothes and get dry but she isn't particularly concerned about it in the moment.

At least with the way it's pouring it makes it unlikely that any of the others will come out after them.

She finally pulls away from the embrace, as if a little embarrassed of herself. She spends so much time trying to take care of everyone else -- she always feels awkward when she's the one who needs to be helped or taken care of.

"You didn't have to come after me."