[VICTORY! She jumps to her feet with a little twirl, all brightness and cheer. No reaching for his hand -- there's sense enough at least to know that would be unwelcome. But there's an irrepressible bounce in her steps.
She can't help it. She can't give anything less than 100% to the things she does. Go big or go home. The worst part is, she doesn't even see the imbalance. In some ways, this is normal for her. Her parents had loved freely; Katara had loved her openly, but the rest of her teachers, the people who had been the biggest parts of her life, had not given their affections easily. Praise and affection were things she needed to earn. She'd learned how to work hard for it.
So she doesn't resent it; she just puts more of herself in.
Come on and dance, Li! The music is pounding and a pretty girl is waiting for you.]
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She can't help it. She can't give anything less than 100% to the things she does. Go big or go home. The worst part is, she doesn't even see the imbalance. In some ways, this is normal for her. Her parents had loved freely; Katara had loved her openly, but the rest of her teachers, the people who had been the biggest parts of her life, had not given their affections easily. Praise and affection were things she needed to earn. She'd learned how to work hard for it.
So she doesn't resent it; she just puts more of herself in.
Come on and dance, Li! The music is pounding and a pretty girl is waiting for you.]