Bumi knew that posture all too well, he'd seen it too many times to count, though if pressed he could probably come up with a number anyway. He made it a point to visit the families of those who fell in the line of duty under his command. It was the very least he could do.

"It was his time," he says quietly as a formality that wasn't there before slips into his voice. "I'm sorry for your loss, Aang."