[Sokka happens to be coming back from lunch en route back to the smithy. He looks a little tired and more than a little spooked out too. His shoulders are slumped a little, and he's walking a little slower than normal. And generally, he's pretty oblivious to anyone else around.
Until little Duck calls out to him. It startles him slightly and he swings quickly her direction, only becoming less alarmed when he sees that it's his sort-of daughter.]
Oh, it's just you, Duck. Hey.
[Sokka thinks for a moment to see if he can think up the most sarcastic way possible of answering her question... but in Sokka's current state of being, there's just nothing. A Sokka without sarcasm is just a cruel fate.]
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Until little Duck calls out to him. It startles him slightly and he swings quickly her direction, only becoming less alarmed when he sees that it's his sort-of daughter.]
Oh, it's just you, Duck. Hey.
[Sokka thinks for a moment to see if he can think up the most sarcastic way possible of answering her question... but in Sokka's current state of being, there's just nothing. A Sokka without sarcasm is just a cruel fate.]
No, nothing's alright.