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[Her drop into a waterbending stance is almost automatic; the cork flies out of the pouch at her side and the water streams free, enveloping her hands and hovering over her shoulders like a scarf caught in the wind.] Sokka? Are you... do you see this?

No. No I don't. I see a whole lot of nothing, though. [Sokka rolls his head around to get a better look at the sudden change in surroundings.] Huh. This doesn't look very familiar. Weird.

No, really? [She hesitates, looking around.] I would say Spirit World, but... Aang said bending doesn't work in the Spirit World. And I don't remember him mentioning anywhere that looked like this.

I would say dream. I would say we probably accidentally drank some of that grody water and we're having a very strange lucid dream. Together. I dunno, cause we're siblings or something.

[Lowers her hands slightly, giving him her patented 'Sokka, you moron' look.] I think we should look for Aang.

Shall we fly there or ride the eagle-moose, Dream-Katara?

[She sends a surge of water splatting over his face and draws it back to herself with a twitch of her fingers. Flatly,] This isn't a dream.

Or I just rolled into a puddle while sleeping and am now feeling it in the dream. And... I'm not waking up because of my unparalleled self-control. [ACHOO!]

Ugh. Just--come on. [Proceeds to pick a random direction and head off in search of... something.]

Jeez. You'd think my imagination could come up with a less bossy sister. [Follows along]

[Sends another swat of water back into his face.]