"Oh," Sokka said, looking a little crestfallen. Just a little. "Here is... it's some school for magic on some other world, I think. And not spirit magic or bending or anything--they do stuff like... use little sticks to make things happen." He reached back to scratch at his head, remembered that his hand was still gross from butter, and put it back down. "I'm not entirely convinced yet, but it's what they keep saying. And enough strange stuff goes on that there might be something to it."
He looked around, wondering if there was any chance of anybody else suddenly showing up here. "I don't know what Ty Lee was doing here. And she wasn't here here, in this room--she showed up somewhere else, where they asked her a lot of questions. A lot of people show up there."
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Date: 2011-07-05 01:20 am (UTC)He looked around, wondering if there was any chance of anybody else suddenly showing up here. "I don't know what Ty Lee was doing here. And she wasn't here here, in this room--she showed up somewhere else, where they asked her a lot of questions. A lot of people show up there."