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"Um... not... much?" he says cautiously, like he expects this to be the wrong answer.

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"No hobbies or electives or anything?"

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"I, um... woodcarving," he admits. "Woodcarving is a hobby."

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"Totally a hobby!" agrees Beila. "What kinda stuff do you make?"

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"Stuff! Just... stuff. Little stuff. Turtleducks and squirrelbats and stuff."

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"As opposed to table legs and wooden whistles," says Beila. "Neat."

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"I could make table legs, but I don't have a table to stick them to," he laughs.

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"So they'd be quite useless," Beila says. "It is wise of you to skip it."

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Dao giggles some more.

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"How d'you get into woodcarving? Doesn't seem like the sorta thing they put you in lessons for when you're three."

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"...I dunno," he says, "I just kinda... did."

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"Had a knife and a random brick of wood and a squirrelbat happened?"

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"Well, the first one probably wasn't a very good squirrelbat."

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"I would hardly expect it to be, no."

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"But I'm all right at it now."

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"Being good at stuff is more fun," asserts Beila.

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"That's true," he says, "it is."

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They carry on pretty uneventfully with their project, occasionally swapping screens to read each other's notes, and knock out a reasonable presentation by dinnertime. Beila gives Dao a ride home, and they are scheduled to speak two days later when school reconvenes. This all goes without incident. The teacher does not confess to having hoped for an airbending demo. (Beila's a walking airbending demo anyway, if you know what to look for.)

Also, the teacher announces that tomorrow, the thirteenth of Breath, is Beila's birthday, which the teacher always does whenever someone is about to have a birthday, in case anyone wants to bake the birthday individual bean-filled pastries or something.
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"Happy not your birthday yet!" says Dao.

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"Thanks!" says Beila.

She doesn't mention the fact that she's a female airbender about to turn sixteen. There's not that many people answering to this description, but it's a couple dozen. She's not really expecting any special news.
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He smiles at her.

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She smiles back! He's cute. She should write about that, decide if anything needs doing. "You gonna bake me mooncakes?" she teases.

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"Man, you don't want any mooncake I'd bake," he laughs. "Maybe I'll carve you a present. A little tiny roc."

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"Aww, that would be adorable," says Beila. "I would love a tiny little roc."

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"Okay! Then you will have a tiny little roc," says Dao.

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