"I don't have to listen to this," came the prince's response, bits of his usual personality filtering back in as he rose from his seat and made his way towards the lobby. He halted in the doorway, however, placing a hand upon the frame as he bowed his head, letting out a sigh.
"My eyes are turning brown, my skin is cool--I get goosebumps now, I feel tired all the time... Katara, I'm not sure I know how to exist without bending. How does a bender not be a bender? My element is part of who I am and that part's been lost."