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Gen's stomach twisted with the sound of Jao-Tin's voice. His eyes clenched, as though he could pretend he never heard the Water Bending master behind him. For one small moment he forgot to speak with care. That slip was now costing him, dearly. When the room fell silent, Gen hesitantly opened his eyes again, peeking to see Jao-Tin walking closer. He quickly found himself face to face with the man, being asked hypothetical questions. Jao-Tin had seem him Fire Bend after all, hadn't he? Gen looked the master in the eye, knowing better than to show weakness despite how intimidating Jao-Tin was.
It was true, Gen didn't have much of a clue about bending the remaining elements. He knew the forms by sight, but each element poses it's own challenges to learn and there was no managing that without a master.
The second question left Gen faltering, feeling uncertain. The fact was, Gen had no answer for him. Nothing practical, at least. "The only thing I can do." Gen finally found his words again, looking past Jao-Tin to Mabu. "Look for a place that's willing to accept a bender and his moose-lion without wanting them locked up, banished or executed. That place has to exist somewhere. The whole world can't possibly see us in the same light as your village, or my home." Gen knew the answer was naively optimistic the second he finished. What if that place turned out to not exist? What of Jao-Tin was right and the whole world no longer wanted him, or any other bender? They would need another solution, but Gen just didn't have it. It was so frustrating... he was the Avatar and he had no idea what to do! "We'll find a way." he finally added, still disappointed with his own useless answers. "There has to be a way to show the rest of the world that we benders still belong here."
It was true, Gen didn't have much of a clue about bending the remaining elements. He knew the forms by sight, but each element poses it's own challenges to learn and there was no managing that without a master.
The second question left Gen faltering, feeling uncertain. The fact was, Gen had no answer for him. Nothing practical, at least. "The only thing I can do." Gen finally found his words again, looking past Jao-Tin to Mabu. "Look for a place that's willing to accept a bender and his moose-lion without wanting them locked up, banished or executed. That place has to exist somewhere. The whole world can't possibly see us in the same light as your village, or my home." Gen knew the answer was naively optimistic the second he finished. What if that place turned out to not exist? What of Jao-Tin was right and the whole world no longer wanted him, or any other bender? They would need another solution, but Gen just didn't have it. It was so frustrating... he was the Avatar and he had no idea what to do! "We'll find a way." he finally added, still disappointed with his own useless answers. "There has to be a way to show the rest of the world that we benders still belong here."