17. The Light of Truth [Video] [Backdated]

[angle_on_it]

[The network feed clicks on accidentally, transmitting darkness and a quiet but insistent voice whispering conspiratorially.]

...proof, proof... They want proof and I can give them proof. I can give them proof and then they'll see... We can't be treated-- they can't make us go through i-if they have proof...

[After the sound of stirring, the scene

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[kyasdaughter]

Sokka.

[It - really aches her to see how much better she's holding it together than him. Maybe she has the Death Eaters to thank for the help.
Her own room is dim, too, but her eyes ache from lack of sleep.

Her voice is gentle, but clipped.]

Sokka. You're letting the Animus win.

[offline]

[kyasdaughter]

[She takes the picture, staring at it for a moment, before she lifts her hand to gently take Sokka by the chin.]

Sokka.

[Her voice is soft, a little thick.]

We have time to talk about this later, okay? Later. For now, we're going to fish, and we're going to eat, and that's all I want you to think about, okay?

[offline forever]

[angle_on_it]

[He stares for a long time, half unsure of the meaning of her words, mouth agape. Isn't she worried? A frown settles and he nods, making a point to look down so he can carefully place all of his drawings together.]

I-if that's what you want, then we'll do that, but... --it's important okay? [Sokka says it like a little boy trying to make a moot point, shifting nervously from one foot to another.] Don't forget -- they could t-take you o-or keep you here without me and... I don't want that...

[kyasdaughter]

No one is taking you from me, Sokka. [She squeezes his chin, her voice suddenly solid.] No one is strong enough to do that to us. Do you hear me, Sokka? Even if we're separated, I will always find a way to find you again.

[She drops her hand to his wrist, squeezing it tightly.]

No matter where they are, no matter where they take us. It's alright to fish, Sokka. You can smile, I promise. You're my brother, and there's no way to stop that.

[angle_on_it]

[He nods.] O-okay, Katara... we'll fish and I'll smile... [Sokka makes an effort, smiling blankly at her while he tucks the different pieces of paper into his tunic, his pockets, wherever he can hide a piece of paper.]

[Offhandedly:] I know they can't keep us apart. You know how? I-I've got your proof a-and it's me. Th-they can't deny me, right?

[kyasdaughter]

[She stares at him for a moment, blankly, before offering her hand.] What are you trying to prove to who, Sokka?

[angle_on_it]

It's the-- it's the truth... [He takes her hand, staring down at it as if it were a small animal cradled in his palm. Focused and content with the contact, he continues to hold his sister's hand, addled brain attempting to explain.]

We-we need the proof... the proof that we're r-real and-and then they can't take me-- they can't make me stay away. I'm not-- we're not crazy, even if they don't believe... Proof, proof'll show them...

[kyasdaughter]

You're right, Sokka. We're not crazy - and I know that for a fact.

[A breath.]

Come on. Fishing, right?

[angle_on_it]

[Sokka nods and turns his head to look off in the distance.] All the fish... we'll save all the fish.