Question

seyaryminamoto:

“So,
hypothetically speaking, if you had to choose between, I don’t know, kissing me
or dying…”

“I’d choose dying.
Every time.”

Sokka snorted. He
could see the smile on her face as she replied, as they lay together watching the
night sky in the middle of an open plain. Life as White Lotus agents often found them camping outdoors like this.

“Then, if we ever
get stuck in the Cave of Two Lovers, we’re going to die because you can’t possibly kiss me?”

“Do you need me to
spell it out for you? Nothing you say or do will get me into your bed. Ever.”

“Gee, so stingy.
Just so you know, though, it doesn’t have to be a bed.”

He hoped she’d
laugh upon his last comment, and he smirked when she did.

“You’re shameless,
peasant,” she said, smiling and rolling on her side, her eyes closed.

“And you’re fun,
Princess. We could be a real riot together, you know?”

“Maybe,” she
conceded. He smiled triumphantly.

It wasn’t the
best answer, but it was much better than ‘over my dead body’. It meant that her answer to
his question might change one day. He’d just have to keep asking.