He leans against the doorjamb, remembering good times in these rooms. His mother had protected him in here, as much as she was able to do. He plans on his children never having to hide from him. (Besides, not only would Katara, rightfully, hand him his ass, so would Sokka, Mai, and a few others.)

He smiles a little. "I don't see why we can't do both?" He says. "I'm sure the engineers would love a chance to help you plan anything you desire." He knows for a fact they would. People around the palace are coming to know that Katara will be their Fire Lady. And, they're excited about it, for the first time in a long time.

He steps up next to Katara, his hand slipping into hers. "I want you to do anything you want in here. Turn it into anything you want." He says, softly. "This, like the garden, is now yours."