[Aang basks in the warmth of the hug before it is quickly withdrawn. Her words quickly bend his hopes into nothing. A year's worth of progress fades away, and Aang's face falls. He begins to grip through his memories to wonder how far back they had to be.]

Katara, I'm... sorry.

[He turns away from Katara. But he starts to think- Sokka had lived to the end of the war. Maybe Katara remembers their big kiss at least.]

It's... I made a mistake. Y'know, I thought... Katara. How long has it been since we... beat the Fire Lord?