[It's in Jet's nature to fight, especially in this type of situation. Fighting for what he believes in is what's gotten him where he is today. It's him.
So while with every other guard, he'd fight and raise a fist, with Sokka he simply pushes him off. There's a dark, cold look, one he hasn't cast at the tribesman since their very first meeting, in Jet's eyes. It's entirely directed at Sokka.
But he takes a few steps over and sits as he's told, never breaking his gaze.]
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So while with every other guard, he'd fight and raise a fist, with Sokka he simply pushes him off. There's a dark, cold look, one he hasn't cast at the tribesman since their very first meeting, in Jet's eyes. It's entirely directed at Sokka.
But he takes a few steps over and sits as he's told, never breaking his gaze.]