Nyima opened her eyes and looked at him, "You grew up in the country?" She shifted slightly to sit with her leg tuck to the side of her. She placed her hand back in the water. She thought about the country a little, "I can imagine that change was just about as drastic it was to come from the North... No big buildings... Not as many lights I'm sure."

She smiled as she swished the water around causing ripples, "The lights I saw from the docks were the most beautiful things I had seen, until this garden... at least... They were. The men kind of ruined the sight."

She shivered slightly at the thought of the night before. She trembled slightly as she recalled the memory. After a moment, she pushed it aside, not wanting that to be something she remembered. She kept her hand in the water, pushing it around, "You know... how you said you would help me.... Do you think... That maybe..... you could teach me to fight? Like you did last night? So I can protect myself.... I was useless last night and I was surrounded by water," she rose her hand out of the water as a thread of it follow it. She sighed, "What kind of water bender loses a fight right by the ocean...."

She dropped the water and looked at him, "Do you think you could? Then you wouldn't have to worry about me and I could get out of your hair... I'm sure you are already getting sick of me anyways...."