She pulls a long wooden stick out of her pocket, one that is clearly not any stick - it's well shaped and well cared for. Then she makes some kind of motion with it that changes a bit of the sand between them into water, and Zuko is definitely impressed.

"I've never seen anything like that before," he says, looking down at the dwindling pool of water for a long moment before lifting his gaze to her again. "How much does your magic encompass? I mean, what else can you do?"