I don't just think of you as some old man! [ She looks frustrated at trying to explain what she thinks of him as, at even understanding what she thinks of him as. ] I like you, I like hanging out with you, but it was all...[ Fake? Different? Altered? She clearly can't think of the right way to put it, and shrugs helplessly. ]

Well I can't think like that. [ And maybe that's a big part of the problem. ] Don't you get it? I'm the Avatar. I can't not think about back home. But I don't want to forget, either. [ And there was the dilemma. ]