[There's only a vague sense of familiarity when Sokka spots the girl entering the smithy. But with the colors of those clothes and the Water Tribe brooch, he's racking his brain if this is a girl he knows. Maybe not from his village, but another one in the South Pole? It's been years since he's been to any of them, but... still. This is a good thing. Someone from home, even if he doesn't know her.
In fact, he's not even worried about how she's apparently trying to threaten him.]
I'm Sokka from the Southern Water Tribe. Who are you?
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In fact, he's not even worried about how she's apparently trying to threaten him.]
I'm Sokka from the Southern Water Tribe. Who are you?