I don't know the one at home. I don't know what she's done, what she will do, what she is. [He's still tense, but he's forcing himself to calm down. Short exhales. His heartrate is still up] All I know, is that the "Katara" which exists here is the single most impressive person I've met in my life, and I know that she's going to feel trapped by the expectations people from her future have, or that she'll perceive.

[And that pisses him off]