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Characters: Toph and Aang, closed
Date: Before landfall
Location: Turtle head
Situation: Toph and Aang have a conversation about stuff going on, including some tension on Aang's side left over from his canon update and Toph's semi-recent conflict with Milyn.
Warnings/Rating: Probably sulking somewhere in there.

"Thought I'd find you up here."

The voice is Toph's as she picks her way upward to the turtle head, knowing full well that Aang is there -- has been there for some time -- meditating. It seems to be a frequent habit of his lately . . . to the point where aside from training and meals (and coupled with her own renewed activities on the Turtle), she hasn't seen him much.

Plopping down beside him, she tucks her legs up underneath her. "So are you living here now, or is the view actually just that good?"

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When Toph goes quiet, Aang gets concerned.
He waits and listens, exactly how Toph taught him to. Without moving he gets a seismic sense of the ground. Of one of his best friends laying beside him, and yet...feeling like she's an entire world away.

"I know," he says finally.

"We met our son in the market a few weeks back. It was weird.

He was tall. And an airbender."

The ground, unfortunately, won't give him too much insight. But if he's patient, if he listens, he still might catch it. The true nature of Toph steals out quietly, at unexpected moments . . . when it's safe enough to do so.

"Yeah?" The sound is still a little bit absent, but also genuinely pleased. There's even a faint smile there, if he can catch it.

"You did good, Twinkletoes.

Or you will, anyway.

Though the tall part . . . you're sure he's not Zuko's kid?"

There's a flash of a grin there, but it's quick -- only enough to say she's purposely messing with him and no more.

"What?" he says quickly before he can stop himself. But when his head whips around to look at her, and sees that ghost of a smile...he smiles too.

"You know...I might almost be okay with that. If for no other reason than because the idea of Zuko having an airbender for a kid would make both Azula and Ozai angrier than I ever could."

She snickers at that, and it's a release, bubbling up from her belly. Her arms and legs pull inward a bit, as though he's tickled her in the stomach. "That's the one thing I wish I could see."

Aang can't help but laugh too, because...the mental image of Tenzin being Zuko's son...for this split second musing, is far too entertaining for anyone's good.

"Really? That's the one thing?"

"Okay. Not the only thing." She's still snicker-smiling, even as her limbs come back to rest. "Maybe a couple of others. But Azula and Ozai with an airbender relative? Priceless."

"Not just a relative, but an airbender in line to be Fire Lord."

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