"Hey." Toph's voice is measured. Even though seismic sense made her aware of him from the moment he landed on the house and opened the window, she let him come as he would. There's something definitely off about him . . . Footsteps, breath, and heart rate are different . . . kind of like Katara crouched with Aang after Azula seared into his spine and cut his connection from the world. There's weight there.

"Did you get hurt?" Her voice is sharper now, now that she has more information. It promises retribution. Never mind the collected veneer now; he's here, she has more information, and it's worse now more than ever. "Or did he get hurt?"

And if either of them did get hurt, what the heck are they doing here? They've both got more common sense than that.

There has to be a better explanation, but Toph isn't sure what.