She gave a very slight shrug of her shoulders. Whether or not Richard had done anything, banned Sokka from their home, she doubted that it would have made much of a difference. She had always been stubborn, perhaps too stubborn for her own good. If Richard had somehow interfered with the relationship, she would have found some other way to see Sokka. Most of their rendezvous had been in the newfeather watchtower anyway. A tower she'd never go to again.

"It was my fault." The words came slowly. Piece by piece, forcing them out through the fear and reluctance to share. These words had festered inside of her all week. "I'm... I'm the one who... who let herself be brought."