Stay in the box. [...] No. Stay in the bo- Stay-
[And that's when Sigmund realizes the journal already started recording while he was distracted.]
Sokka
I need workspace in the smithy. Stay out of my way. I won't be in yours.
Simon
Come to the smithy later. I need to fit you for something.
Katara
We will speak tonight. After dark, past the southern edge of town. If you are willing.
[Sigmund will not be home today until quite late, so the chances of catching him are slim. But everyone will find a neatly handwritten note slipped under their door, to the effect of "I made you something. It is in the kitchen. Your name is on the jars." And, as the notes said, there are three little pyramids of six squatty little jars each on the kitchen table. And in those jars... is pie. Portable pie. Sigmund-cooked portable pie. For Capell and Katie, apple. For Edward, venison and mutton.
...Pie.]
[And that's when Sigmund realizes the journal already started recording while he was distracted.]
Sokka
I need workspace in the smithy. Stay out of my way. I won't be in yours.
Simon
Come to the smithy later. I need to fit you for something.
Katara
We will speak tonight. After dark, past the southern edge of town. If you are willing.
[Sigmund will not be home today until quite late, so the chances of catching him are slim. But everyone will find a neatly handwritten note slipped under their door, to the effect of "I made you something. It is in the kitchen. Your name is on the jars." And, as the notes said, there are three little pyramids of six squatty little jars each on the kitchen table. And in those jars... is pie. Portable pie. Sigmund-cooked portable pie. For Capell and Katie, apple. For Edward, venison and mutton.
...Pie.]
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Bad Dog.
You brought a... beardog?
It gave me little choice.
And Katara indulges in a little mental snicker at watching Sigmund cater to the puppy.]
Since when did you have a puppy?
Since two days ago.
[...yes, she is completely distracted for the next moment or two.]
From the statue.
I didn't ask you here to discuss that.
All right. I'm listening.
I know that you were upset that I did not tell you everything you wished. I do not think that entirely fair.
No, I was upset because you lied to me and then asked me to trust you. I don't think that is entirely fair either. I know you had your reasons and that's why I'm willing to hear you out, but starting out by insulting me is a pretty bad way of doing it.
The one had nothing to do with the other. I told you that I would keep Katie safe. Did I lie?
[He looks up to check his sunstone, and then hugs Dog a little closer, giving him a scratch behind the ear.] Ask your questions.
...that counts for something.
And that's why she doesn't bother verifying what she already knows to be true. Instead she goes straight to the heart of it.]
Why did you lie to me about being Capell's father? It's obvious how much he means to you.
So much for it just being a matter of them taking Sigmund earlier in his timeline or something.]
So explain it.
I explained much of it the day we first met. Capell is the prince of Casandra.
But he'd told her the story of Cassandra, the water kingdom. Told her how its prince had been born unblessed, and set adrift to die on the water as its barbaric law commanded. Told her that the queen had died from grief, that the king had abandoned his people, left the country to war and ruin.]
Standing in front of her is a man who as good as murdered his own son, and abandoned his people.]
That was you?