Turning pink at the kiss, Aang stammered for several moments before glancing down again, suddenly bashful. "Umm.." he began, embarrassed and pleased, "well, I'm not very good with girls, I guess.." He glanced back up, then, giving her a sheepish smile. "And I can't really come out of the Avatar State on my own."
He blinked, and seemed to realise something suddenly. --Leslie had talked him out of it. No one.. no one other than Katara had ever been able to before. What did this mean?
Maybe Leslie was.. even more important to him than he'd realised. As important as Katara, even.
".. Thanks, Leslie," he whispered at last, reaching over to squeeze her fingers shyly. "If it hadn't been for you, I might've done something really bad by accident."