Margaret liked this smile; it was the first thing she had admired in
this new friend of her father’s; and the opposition of character, shown
in all these details of appearance she had just been noticing, seemed to
explain the attraction they evidently felt towards each other.
Things I love about this:
•Momo in a food coma
•Zuko is scared of Bosco
•Pakku waterbending his tea
•Kanna staring at him
•Aang and Katara being adorable
•Kuei hugging Bosco
•Toph looks like she’s laughing at the fact that the Fire Lord is scared of bears
•Malina’s not dead
“No!” said he, “I put it to the touch once, and I lost it all. Let her go, — with her stony heart, and her beauty; — how set and terrible her look is now, for all her loveliness of feature! She is afraid I shall speak what will require some stern repression. Let her go. Beauty and heiress as she may be, she will find it hard to meet with a truer heart than mine. Let her go!” And there was no tone of regret, or emotion of any kind in the voice with which he said good-bye; and the offered hand was taken with a resolute calmness, and dropped as carelessly as if it had been a dead and withered flower.