[She sighed, deeply, standing up and gently resting a hand on Luz's head for a moment. Then she made her way to her couch and flopped heavily onto it, eyes focused on the middle distance. She hated having to even think about Zaheer and his Red Lotus.]

I wanted to kill all of them. [She finally says, reticence clear in her voice.] The one was already dead...she died trying to kill my friends, and I thought they'd killed my father, so...yeah.

They...put this metallic poison into me. It was meant to force out the Avatar State, so they could kill me in it an end the Avatar forever, not just having me reincarnate, as was usual. And the more I fought it, the more it hurt...this liquid metal in my blood.

Honestly, I might have killed the man who did it, but the poison and the fight that followed left me in a wheelchair and...pretty badly traumatized. It took me three years to recover. More, really.

My friends defeated the others. To this day I don't know what I would have done, if I could have done it.