[cups his chin in his hands and stares straight ahead, looking a little miffed.]

The Sokka I remember wasn't callous about people's feelings. He actually cared, unlike the one I spoke to. He was practically mocking me, and... wouldn't tell me the truth about something that happened between us when we met. And... [drops one hand to lightly pound a fist against the ground.] ... I'm not sure what to think.