Nida paused. A smile twitched at the corners of her lips. "Well... There has always been more to bending than sheer ability." She kissed the top of Kanna's head, earning a delighted giggle from her daughter. "Would you like to know the most important rule?" Kanna sat up, nodding eagerly. "Yes!" "To speak the language of the waters..." Her mother winked at her. "The first thing you must do is listen." ("Ultimately, there can be no complete healing until we have restored our primal trust in life." - Georg Feuerstein. A Kanna-centric fic.)