The metalbender turned her head to look at her own rump sigil: the golden badge of the Republic City police chief. She snorted faintly. She'd half expected her family's crest to have appeared instead.

"I'll have to ask Princess Luna if they're meant to represent something specific." She looked back at him then, and frowned. "Hmm. I guess you don't have magic here." No horn. "Can you still use your bending?"