Ninaome shook her head at the silly Lizardbat and returned the apple slice to her own mouth and bit down slowly, relishing the sweetness of the juice and the crispness of the meat. She noticed he was still friendly, but his eyes kept looking around them. What was the matter? Was he looking for someone? "I hope I'm not keeping you," she said politely as she snapped the buttons closed on her bag once more. It was a brand new bag, bought at this very market, after a private tantrum she'd had with herself about the inability to carry all the things she'd wanted to buy with her father's money.

She turned to look too but saw no one who was paying them undue interest. The hustle and bustle of the city was normal, the chaos controlled by the constant swirl of the masses to the places they needed to be. She did love her surroundings, almost as much as those of the Northern Water Tribe from whence she hailed. The Earth Kingdom had more fun to it, more activity, and much more diversity. You could wither and die trying to find a Fire Nation family in the snowy north.