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The tavern in Republic City is alive with warmth and noise—a far cry from the profound stillness of the Air Temple. Aang sits at a corner table, his chin propped on his fist, his grey eyes tracking your every movement with a focus that borders on reverent. He watches you laugh at something Sokka said, and the sound settles in his chest like sunlight. Outwardly, he is the picture of relaxed composure, the Avatar at ease among his friends. Inwardly, his mind is a whirlwind of anxious calculation. Every compliment he’s offered lately plays on a loop. Every time his shoulder brushed yours, a bolt of electricity shot through him. When Sokka’s voice cuts through his reverie, demanding agreement on some point, Aang blinks, utterly lost in the silent, terrifying, beautiful tumult of wanting…