He chuckles. "I think we could beat him out of the palace." He says, setting his utensils down. Then he stands and redoes his robes. Silently, he holds a hand out to her. "I'd rather show you." He says, softly.

There is a part of the garden that has been closed off for years. It's grown wilder, uncared for, but there are certain water elements that, no doubt, would appeal to Katara. If she's willing to restore it, that is.