[Katara is still blushing faintly as she picks a strawberry out from the basket. Luckily she had a bottle of water with her; bending out a couple of drops to clean the strawberry, she hesitates before turning to face Zuko, holding it out. Seeing that he isn't even facing her, though, she nudging his thigh lightly with her knee.]
Here.
[And she isn't holding it out for him to simply take; she's holding it up level to where his lips would approximately be, essentially feeding it to him.]
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Here.
[And she isn't holding it out for him to simply take; she's holding it up level to where his lips would approximately be, essentially feeding it to him.]