"Awww, thank you!" Nura takes a longer sip of champagne, and then lets out a very bubbly giggle. She, at this point, is as tipsy as Katara is, face brightly flushed, quite giggly and cheery: a big happy ball of drunk. Her visions will be an absolute mess thanks to the alcohol's effects.

"But!" she then elbows Katara playfully, champagne sloshing around in her glass. "You have to tell me about your little love with the Avatar." She has no idea what it means to be the Avatar, but she supposes that it is something quite powerful.

She might just gush a waterfall.