"Just got that, did you?" Sokka teases, grinning again. "Yes indeed, the Leah Ross, and she'll skin me alive if she finds out I didn't catch the Cup this year.

"There you are. You were nearly exploded this afternoon by one of my students and now you've got the means to destroy me right back, if you so choose."

A hand is offered, along with a grin. "Even?"