So he had been wrong about what exactly she was talking about, or at least not quite addressing the crux of the point. But that's a much tougher thing to resolve.
But it's also something that he knew so intimately well.
"You know, that happened to me too," Sokka says. He looks away from Toph and sort of slouches forward, not really relishing going back to those memories. "Twice. Not just here but back home too. It wasn't until I found Master Piandao that I finally felt like I wasn't a drag on you, Aang, and Katara. And then here..."
That's such a deep subject. He's not let anyone down specifically, but the first few months were brutal. And even after the Dreaming, it's just never been easy. Granted, home was never easy, but he'd always found that travelling with the people he loved made it easier.
"It took me so long just to understand what was even going on here," Sokka says wistfully. "Katara was injured, Zuko was injured and freaking out all the time, and everyone from our world was fighting with each other. And everyone here has all these amazing things they can do. I felt like I didn't fit either. Sometimes I still don't. Like we're in waaaaay over our heads here."
Sokka looks up at the lights from the distant fires, though his face is still somewhat sad and out of sorts.
"None of us really fits here. The kedan don't like us, and some of the foreigners here are downright strange at best or just off-putting at worst." He shrugs a bit, not really knowing where he's going. "The only way I've found my path here is by reaching out to others and trying. Back home, you, Zuko, Aang, Katara... you guys were my family. I had to find that all over again here, even thought the others were already here. Maybe you just need to find people to care about and people who care about you?"
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But it's also something that he knew so intimately well.
"You know, that happened to me too," Sokka says. He looks away from Toph and sort of slouches forward, not really relishing going back to those memories. "Twice. Not just here but back home too. It wasn't until I found Master Piandao that I finally felt like I wasn't a drag on you, Aang, and Katara. And then here..."
That's such a deep subject. He's not let anyone down specifically, but the first few months were brutal. And even after the Dreaming, it's just never been easy. Granted, home was never easy, but he'd always found that travelling with the people he loved made it easier.
"It took me so long just to understand what was even going on here," Sokka says wistfully. "Katara was injured, Zuko was injured and freaking out all the time, and everyone from our world was fighting with each other. And everyone here has all these amazing things they can do. I felt like I didn't fit either. Sometimes I still don't. Like we're in waaaaay over our heads here."
Sokka looks up at the lights from the distant fires, though his face is still somewhat sad and out of sorts.
"None of us really fits here. The kedan don't like us, and some of the foreigners here are downright strange at best or just off-putting at worst." He shrugs a bit, not really knowing where he's going. "The only way I've found my path here is by reaching out to others and trying. Back home, you, Zuko, Aang, Katara... you guys were my family. I had to find that all over again here, even thought the others were already here. Maybe you just need to find people to care about and people who care about you?"