She was silent for a moment, then rose, moving to her desk. She opened a drawer, lifted a few papers - and returned, offering a letter over to Azula.

"That's all she said," Kuvira said, taking her seat again. "She didn't tell me anything other than that you were coming, as you can see. This is all just from what I've seen, in the time you've been here."

Because honesty, applied liberally like an artillery barrage - has superb use.