He chuckled, shaking his head.

"I will undoubtedly meet many excellent people. But in terms of love? Pretty sure I know the course I'll be sailing, there."

Part of the benefit of being the Avatar, really, is a sort of instinct, in the moment. Perhaps forged of so many lifetimes.

He held his chin in his hand, the other hand propped on his knee, watching the board intently. And finally, he moved in return - an airbender's move, small but opening up a new dimension on the board. Not a direct confrontation. Not yet, anyway.