It's cold, and Sokka may find Toph lingering a little closer as they head out towards the Water Sector, using him as a semi-effective wind block.

Once actually in the Sector, she mutters, reaching down to draw off her shoes, managing to bite back a squeak as her bare skin makes contact with the frigid stone. Immediately her range expands exponentially, but she's forced to cling to every ounce of her concentration as the cold gnaws at her bones.

All she can say is that Mike had better be in this sector and on stone, or he's going to have another mark added to his growing list.