[She glances up from her spot behind the table in the entrance hall, where she's fiddling with a mortar and pestle and something that looks like a rudimentary glass alembic. There's a notebook open on the table full of sketched-out symbols.
Poison studies Sokka for a moment then looks down again, letting out a little hum when she hears him speak up.]
It's not as interesting as you'd think. [She tells him mildly.] But I think I prefer it over some of the other things I could have ended up with.
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Poison studies Sokka for a moment then looks down again, letting out a little hum when she hears him speak up.]
It's not as interesting as you'd think. [She tells him mildly.] But I think I prefer it over some of the other things I could have ended up with.