[She wishes she had something to do with her hands, but her instinct to reach towards a bottle is aggressively squashed down. No one needs to see that. A cigarette would be nice, except she's running low.]

From the sight of you. From the fact I have been trying to keep track of everyone, and two more are missing. I doubt you cared that much for Hawke.

[Not that there was anything wrong with Hawke, but - this is a big reaction, it makes sense that it's for Aang.]