"'Course, 'course," Ford replies, incredibly casual. "Airbender, eh? That like a shaman? Or a monk, or summat?"

He shrugs, gesturing up at Aang with one hand, the other planted on his hip. "Ain't a bad strategy, if you're not a fighter. Me, I've fought enough men that I like it. Look forward to it. But I'm not fuckin' keen on beating up little boys, so you can come down if you want."