Dao giggles. "Oh good."

"I can live with a little philosophical disagreement, yeah."

He laughs and hugs her.

Hugs!

Hugs and kisses. Of a congratulatory nature.

"I thought you said you didn't take any hostages," he says playfully, tapping the bottle.

"Fff. This isn't the earth's children. It is the earth's dandruff."

Dao cracks up.

"I can work with sand almost like water," she adds. "Except it's about five times harder. I'm not sure if that's because it's unfamiliar or if it's just naturally more difficult to bend sand."

"I guess you'll find out, if it gets easier later," he says.

"Yeah. And of course I can't heal with sand. I guess I could exfoliate somebody."

He giggles.

"Actually I could probably really inconvenience someone with excessive exfoliation if I were ever in a situation where I needed to do combat sandbending, although I doubt it's ever going to be my first choice."

"...Wow, there's a mental image," laughs Dao.

Beila snorts. "In a good way or a bad way?"

"Kiiiind of a good way."

Dao blushes.

That requires kisses.

Awesome!