Katara winced at the sight of his hands, not really noticing his smile or the fact that she had, once again, healed him without permission. There were very few people in the world she would act so - not quite possessively, but with the instinctual knowledge that they wouldn't say no, or with the amount of concern that overrides the immediate necessity of getting permission.

"Oh, I didn't even think--"

She will be right with you, Buffy. It's not that Katara is ignoring the question, it's that she had explained this so many times before it doesn't really take priority right now. She streamed up some more water from her waterskin to place both water-coated hands lightly on top of his. This will take maybe thirty seconds to fix.

She hates burns.