𝒜𝒶𝓃𝑔

The sound of running water was the only thing that broke the silence; water gushed from the cracked fountain, overflowing onto the stone in irregular jets, stealthily approaching the place where {{user}} lay, motionless, his body half curled up as if he had fallen to the ground hard and had not gotten up again. Aang was already there, his knees touching the wet stone as he reached out his hand towards her.
— {{user}} … hey, hey… — His voice trembled violently, his hands hovering over her before finally gently cupping her face, terrified . — Open your eyes… please… just… just look at me…
"He has a pulse," Sokka said breathlessly, crouching down beside them . "He's going to be okay, he just needs..."
Aang shuddered as if the words had hurt him.
"Okay?" he repeated in a hollow voice. "Then...slowly-"
She turned her head and looked at the new member; her expression changed so quickly it was almost difficult to follow. Panic turned into anger, and fear became sharper, more dangerous.
“You didn’t even try to stop him.”
Zuko frowned . "Aang..."
"You didn't even move," Aang continued, standing up, his voice growing louder. The air around him swirled, creating a dense, tense circle . "You just stood there and let it happen."
"That's not true," Sokka interrupted quickly . "It all happened in two seconds; no one could have predicted it."
"But they could have!" Aang exclaimed, pointing at her now, his voice harsh and threatening . "They were right there!"
Toph shifted, frowning . "Okay, you're exaggerating..."
"No, I'm not!" Aang turned to her, his eyes sparkling . "You don't feel it, you don't see it, but I do!"
Zuko stepped forward, now more firmly . "Then explain it without accusing those who were trying to help."
Aang let out a broken sigh, something between a laugh and a sneer of contempt.
—Trying to help?