Wan adjusted her in his arms as he picked up a little speed so they could get there faster. The power of air boosting him - and with him, her - along. Not enough that it would be readily noticeable to her, but the final stretch of the walk would go much faster for Wan.

"He is," Wan agreed. "He probably got that from your mommy. You're both very good people. Can you smell the tea that's brewing? Iroh is going to have it ready just in time for us to get inside."