Aang stays still for a moment, assessing the man's sincerity, before straightening up with a sigh of relief and a smile. "Good, because I don't feel like fighting either."

He waves his spear towards deeper in the cave. "I have a fire. There's some food, too." Aang is a very skinny boy with limited resources for food he can eat, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to share. Part of it is Air Nomad culture, and part of it is just that he's a kind soul. "You can stay if you want."