Jun sniffed. "Thirteen's old enough, 'specially for an earthbender," he informed the brat. "Plus, the younger you are, the less likely the Fire Nation'll kill you." No matter how much he complained about carrying the heavy bag, the swordsman wouldn't feel even the slightest ounce of sympathy. He had to put on muscle [i]somehow[/i]. It was a kindness.

His sword slapped against his hip rhythmically as they walked and crossed his arms defensively. "I'll have you know I [i]am[/i] doing rebel stuff. That's [i]why[/i] I'm going to Gensu – it's not like it's some tourist attraction, you know!"

With a sly grin, Jun added, "I bet I've taken down more Fire Nation soldiers than you have friends, brat. Though it wouldn't be hard."