And that was what she was looking for: familiar, lost-looking faces. Their lack of direction only made them more malleable.

"Kagura," she acknowledged with a nod to the girl, stepping away from the wall. Another step took her over to the boy about to wander past and she unceremoniously grabbed the back of his shirt. "Sokka."

Letting go, she smiled smugly now that she had their attentions.

"Good evening, you two," she greeted them.