"Hmm, don't know him," Aradia said. She sensed Azula's hesitation, and gave her a squeeze around her waist. She didn't want to know who he was so she could second-guess Azula's feelings. She wanted to know so she could keep an eye on someone who'd hurt her moirail. "If you want to show me, you can," she added with a gentle smile. "But I don't need proof."