Among everything else going on in his head, her birthday had been forgotten. Certainly he had come back to Luceti with a present that was heavily insincere, but thanks to a death penalty fix requested by his own sister, he'd missed the actual day. It was far away in his mind. But for now, the hurt Sokka was feeling was nearly palpable. His eyes were filled with guilt.

"I'm back." That was obvious, but it wasn't what he meant. So after a moment, he clarified. "I'm me."

He really didn't want to be, though.