'Allo. Welcome to New Feathers and all that. Still, Sokka I know you're busy with engagement stuff, I'm sure. So the others who work at the Smithy, can I get some help melting things down? It's a very big order.

And if anyone there has familiarity with machine gun rounds, that'd be good too.

About this Draft that happens. No one gets taken solo, right? Just at the same time as the others go off? How long can one of their stupid damn experiments go on anyway?

[A quiet mumble finishing it all up.] Thank you. [Though just as she cuts off there's some growling and grumbling about killing the Malnosso. Anyone looking for her might find her back from scanning the forest and mountains for a change and inside the bar. Actually drinking more than just her standard one or two careful sips of wine. Harder stuff at that.]