Wan tried not to let it show, but the words hurt. His bending had defined his legend and for a while there, he had thought that it defined him. Until he joined with Raava at Harmonic Convergence and realized afterwards that it was his actions that had defined him. The gift that was his bending did not make him who he was.

He continued to keep his smile, hard as it was do to so, and shook his head, speaking softly once again, "Even the Avatar isn't defined by his or her bending. That's not what matters most about who they are, or the actions they take. You are not your bending, Weiss. I know because I've never once seen you bend in front of me. If it was so much a part of you that it defined you, you wouldn't, couldn't be able to go so long without using it. And we spent hours on the day we met, just traveling across the city. Not a single cube of ice to show for it."