"Nah. You wouldn't be white in my world. You'd be Asian, and they'd call you yellow for it." She shrugs. "Which means you'd still be a rung up from me, but not a white folk. That's how those things work. It's stupid but it's how it is, where I'm from."

She can't imagine that a few months ago she'd be able to listen to Azula talk about how terrible others are without laughing. "Do you think we're going to die out or overtake, then?"