[And, perhaps surprisingly, Sokka understands. His plan was always to get himself back home, he needed to be there. But at the same time, he'd kind of wanted his happy ending. He'd done the fighting, it was time to just- well, not be a kid again, that chance was stripped from him the day his mother was murdered- but to have some kind of life. One not revolving around war. ]

I get it. There's stuff that's happened that you got to fix. The world's not right yet and you need to get it as close to it as you can before you can stop.

[IF he could stop. Sokka was starting to wonder if that was on any of their cards. ]