Sokka's face fell when Commander didn't get it and just listed facts. "Well, I thought it was good," he huffed, "It wouldn't kill you to smile a little either, kid."
Turning to the ones who weren't going to let him eat, Sokka made a pitiful face. "But I just woke up!" he complained, "That means it's breakfast!" Or it did so far as Sokka was concerned. He hadn't even gotten his firegummies at the show last night, so of course he was hungry! "And while the smell in here isn't exactly appetizing, I've smelled worse. Doesn't mean you can't eat because some meat's spent a liiiiittle too much time at the bottom of your pack, right?" Right. No, not just right, more than right! It just didn't do to let meat of any kind go to waste unless it was his!
Since it didn't look like he'd be getting any food anyway, Sokka sighed and went over to the smelly pipe things. "Soooo, what are these things anyway?" he asked, running a finger along the less-than-smooth top of the corroded sink. He'd seen things kind of similar when he'd gotten the grand tour of the Northern Air Temple, but with how grungy these things were Sokka couldn't be sure that they did the same thing. He squatted to look at one of the pipes as of yet untouched by anyone else, hand cupping his chin. "It looks like some kind of transport system," he looked up just in time to see Shinichi catch the results of the tampering and snickered, "I'm guessing for that black stuff you've chosen to bath in."
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Turning to the ones who weren't going to let him eat, Sokka made a pitiful face. "But I just woke up!" he complained, "That means it's breakfast!" Or it did so far as Sokka was concerned. He hadn't even gotten his firegummies at the show last night, so of course he was hungry! "And while the smell in here isn't exactly appetizing, I've smelled worse. Doesn't mean you can't eat because some meat's spent a liiiiittle too much time at the bottom of your pack, right?" Right. No, not just right, more than right! It just didn't do to let meat of any kind go to waste unless it was his!
Since it didn't look like he'd be getting any food anyway, Sokka sighed and went over to the smelly pipe things. "Soooo, what are these things anyway?" he asked, running a finger along the less-than-smooth top of the corroded sink. He'd seen things kind of similar when he'd gotten the grand tour of the Northern Air Temple, but with how grungy these things were Sokka couldn't be sure that they did the same thing. He squatted to look at one of the pipes as of yet untouched by anyone else, hand cupping his chin. "It looks like some kind of transport system," he looked up just in time to see Shinichi catch the results of the tampering and snickered, "I'm guessing for that black stuff you've chosen to bath in."