I know it's hard! I was the one who had to live through it! [She also knows that snapping at Sokka isn't going to help anything. She knows that he meant it as a comfort. And if she thought about it, she'd even realize that, were their situations reversed, she would probably have said about the same to him.

But she doesn't feel like bothering to be particularly rational, either. So, while she might take a moment to collect herself a little and keep from snapping at him again, she doesn't apologize for it. The anger doesn't fully leave her voice, either.] ...It hasn't even been two years. The -- the scars, the ones on my back...I've only had most of them for a month before I came here. I still hated humans then. -- I don't now, of course, but.... [She struggles to find the right words before, sighing, she takes them from Sokka.] It's hard.

[It might not cross his mind, but, in case it might, she told him once about one other thing from only a month before her arrival in Luceti -- how long she'd known Shirley.]