...A little of both. [Should she tell him? It's not like it's a terrible secret...it's just hard to talk about. The bad memories of her death were still painful, and Miyabi still blamed herself a little bit for it. After a second or two, Miyabi decides that, yes, she should tell Sokka. She owes him that much.]

It's not so much that it isn't real - that's painful, too, but it brings back more good memories than bad. I can look at Kamui and remember all the pleasant things. ...I just...I can't see--

[Ugh, this is harder than it seems. Miyabi pauses, swallows, then looks Sokka in the eye.] What color are your eyes? And the trees around us? The sky, too. Are they all black? Or grey? Or maybe white?