She kisses his cheek and he blushes. He can't help it.

He takes her hand, and turns her to face him. "Do you..." He takes a deep breath. "Katara, you know I'd never force you to do anything right? But, do you think you could be happy here? With me?" He asks the questions softly, still holding her hand. He takes a deep breath.

"Katara, without the interference of all the old men and women in our lives, would you marry me?"