[And he turns from the mirror, and the image - lingers, and waves. And perhaps most upsetting, if Azula makes eye contact with it, it smiles and waves at her, too. Aang has mastered what little darkness is in his soul - there's nothing much for a doppleganger to hold onto, if such a thing were possible.]
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[And he turns from the mirror, and the image - lingers, and waves. And perhaps most upsetting, if Azula makes eye contact with it, it smiles and waves at her, too. Aang has mastered what little darkness is in his soul - there's nothing much for a doppleganger to hold onto, if such a thing were possible.]