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Sokka (the one in red silk) is in the Cooper house's kitchen.

Sokka has been there most of the time, except when he wasn't.

Sokka is likely to remain there.

Also? He has mostly disassembled the toaster.

Nobody told him not to!

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"Have you just taken the toaster apart?"

Claire walked all the way to town in barefeet! But she came back with dogfood and sneakers and actual clothes, so she's counting that as a plus.

Sokka looks up guiltily.

"Would you believe me if I said no?"

Considering Mr. Muggles is right now sniffing at the toaster suspiciously while Claire gets him some water?

"Probably not," she says. "Can you put it back together?"

Hello, Sokka. Have a Gabriel! What he really wants is a shave, but if there are any razors in the bathroom then they've all been used by other people and, well, ugh. So he's wandered into the kitchen instead. ...There was totally a train of logic between points A and B there, promise.

He blinks at the toaster. ...Oh lord.

"I hope you can put that back together."

"Course I can." Sokka looks confident -- and for once actually is. "I made sure I knew where all the bits went. It's just all REALLY INTERESTING!"

"Stop that," Claire says to the dog, nudging him aside from the components as she sets the water down for him.

"It's a toaster," she tells Sokka as if that should cease all interest at once. But still, she's sitting down next to Sokka and look at what he's done. "You really are into this stuff, huh?"

"Sure I can," Sokka says happily, surrounded by bits of wiring and heating filaments. "I paid attention. Look, this bit gets hot, and it makes the toast!"

"We don't have anything like this on my world," he explains, looking up to grin at her and surreptitiously yanking a resistor away from the dog. "But we will when I get back!"

"...Does it really."

He's only just working out how a toaster works? What is he, from some technologically-backwards tribal society?

Claire pushes the dog again and he occupies himself with the water instead.

"You're going to remember this stuff, really? How are you going to power it?"

The voice didn't quite register with Claire, so when she looks up to share amazement at Sokka's geek skills, she's smiling.

Then the smile drops utterly and she gasps in shock.

Eden warned her, but it doesn't compare to seeing him.

"Pffff, details, details!" Sokka grins at her. "Maybe I'll just capture Firebenders to do it for me."

Gabriel seems cool. But Claire's all horrified and stuff! Sokka blinks from one to the other of them and just sort of casually scratches at the back of his neck near the hilt of his sword.

"...do you guys know each other?"

"Like, slavery?"

Claire glances at him quickly. "You'd better be kidding."

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"Sure, I'm kidding," Sokka promises immediately. With a smirk. "I'd never do that to Firebenders. It's not like they're all EVIL IN HUMAN FORM or anything."

Gabriel glances up at the gasp. And the horrified face. And gets the wrong idea entirely, glancing warily in the direction Claire's looking. Hey, she couldn't possibly be scared of him, could sh--

...oh, no.

"I don't," he says quickly. Please don't let this be like meeting Eden oh please oh please God please.

Claire's speechless for a second, freaking out on so many levels that it's instinct to lean back, sort of behind Sokka.

"You're not him, are you?" she asks quietly, breathless.

If Eden's met him, Claire assumes he knows why people would freak out.

"Well, good," Claire says, returning the smirk a little warily. "Cause y'know, I think technically my bio-mom is one."

That works, 'cos Sokka's sort of instinctively leaning in front of her, frowning at Gabe.

"I like the idea of you not being him!"

Not that he knows who him is. But him scares Claire and Sokka doesn't have a Katara to protect right now!

Sokka blinks at her, straightening up from the toaster fully for the first time.

"...you're a Firebender? I mean, half?"

DISTRUST.

Claire gives him a dry look.

"No," she says. "I heal, remember? And my bio-dad flies and my bio-momsets things on fire and my uncle could do pretty much anything. Powers are all kind of random on my world."

Sokka nods slowly, distrust fading into apology.

"Hey, wanna see something cool?"

See Gabriel slap on as innocent a face as possible! Why, he's practically radiating not-himness. How could you believe anything bad of this angelic face?

"I don't even know who him is!" he insists, raising his hands in the universally-accepted I'm-harmless gesture.

God, this had better not happen often. --And if Claire can do that thing with her voice as well, he's going to break something, seriously.

"Sylar."

Claire says it quietly, but with hatred in each syllable. He's too young: he's more like her age. The man who killed Jackie, and who's to blame for Peter's death, he was - well, a man.

Claire takes another breath, which catches slightly.

"She said you were different."

"Cool like 'hey, I can make things float', or cool like 'I dismantled the kettle'?"

She's grinning though. That's a yes.

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