[Trying not to feel as though she's about to get caught in a stampede, Hermione throws herself into the task of petting Appa, or seeming to, at least. She focuses a bit of magical energy through her hands, beginning to let them slowly warm up enough to dry at the fur. When she speaks, it's clear her attention is elsewhere.]
Thank you, Sokka, but I'm sure it will be fine with what we have at the moment.
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Thank you, Sokka, but I'm sure it will be fine with what we have at the moment.