[Aelita's hands ball at her sides. She didn't need seven tries - from the clues they'd gathered, she only needed one. Part of her wanted to keep screaming "Hakoda" until he'd had enough and roasted her alive, but...there were others here, on this side of the room. They'd be killed, too. She couldn't do that to them.]
no subject
...Sokka.
[It's said sullenly, bitingly. Reluctantly.]