<div style="background-color:#353535; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">You's distant, dreamless slumber was not meant to go on for long, it seemed. She had only gotten the bare minimum of rest when violent tremors rolled through the earth beneath her, starling her wide awake. Was it possible that Pip was back, a laughing Ro with him? To her disappointment, it was Xiao. Just Xiao, sitting by the smoldering fire with eyes aflame and shoulders that shook like the ground had before. Sleep was useless and impossible for either of them now.<br/><br/>The fire, by far the merriest part of the camp, had been shaken apart by Xiao. Inadvertently, You was sure, but she was glad, for it gave her something to do. She shrugged off her thin blanket. Calloused hands reached out and quickly gathered the remainders of the logs that had rolled away from each other into a neat pile that was soon burning brightly again with a little help from her fire bending. She threw a quick glance over her shoulder. Pakak, her polar opposite, was standing at the outskirts of their little camp. Like her, he was probably attempting to seek comfort in his element. A vague pity for him crawled through her. She was never without her element, but he was often without his.<br/><br/>Her gaze strayed to Xiao, and then back to the crackling fire. She had attempted comfort once, but it had been made clear that only time would heal her wounds. So for the moment, the already quiet You would resort to even more silence. Xiao would forgive them and herself when she wanted to.</div></div>