[...Hm. Well, he's finally found something useful in all his incoherent distractions and wanderings through the market, so there's that.

As she begins perusing the coats, she answers his question.]

He turned against us during the war, and we lost. That, I can stomach. Since then, he's spent his entire reign sacrificing Fire Nation resources and territory to appease our former enemies, which I assume is out of some sort of guilt complex. It's pathetic.

[She says it all with a mildly amused detachment, as if she found both the nation's fate and her disapproval of her brother amusing rather than actually upsetting.]

... I have no money, by the way.