"Th," says Hana, spitting breakfast bar everywhere because she's trying to speak and eat at the same time, as well as watching her sister worriedly.

Loo is just out and out crying now, and Mel is clutching her like she's still a baby, rocking her gently, kissing her hair and making cooing noises. Over the girl's head, she nods.

"We'll need to get out and walk at some point, if Toph's going to find the right place."