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Mel was quiet partly because when you have superhearing, than tinnitus gets really bad. But also because her babies were crying and she wanted to repack herself into the back seat and rock them gently and distract them with Dino and a strange fluffy yellow blob she doesn't recognise, and clean the blood off them.

Part of the reason she remains quiet even afterwards, as Steph and Sokka gather the fuel up and prepare to drive on to Gotham, is that she had to clean blood off her daughters.

And that she's just murdered a human being. That too.

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"You could be moldable," Sokka informs her, reaching around her shoulders to poke at her face. "I've never actually tried, but it's totally possible."

"The reason you've never tried - "

Mel jerks her face away from his probing fingers and scowls, though she's trying not to laugh

" - is because you know I'd kick your ass if you did."

Sokka snorts and gives her a look. "When did the threat of you kicking my ass ever stop me from doing anything?"

Mel has to concede that, and sighs heavily enough to make Hana look up and offer her Dino.

"I'm always hoping you'll see sense."

Sokka gives Dino a scritch and Hana accepts him happily back into her arms.

Mel, however, gets a smirk. "I'll see it when you do," he promises.

"I make it," Mel objects, and strokes Hana's head softly.

"How're you?"

"Fine," Sokka replies immediately, flippant - pauses and frowns as he glances at his shoulder. "Shot. I don't like getting shot. It was easier this time but I'm still not a fan."

"Not a fan of you getting shot either," Mel admits, leaning forward to peer at his shoulder.

"Sorry you were."

"Me, too," Sokka agrees gravely, veri srs. "Next time, I'll let you do it."

"That's not an invitation to get shot, in case you were wondering."

The bandage is clean since he's been changing it with their extra fabric every few hours, and he doesn't seem any less mobile for it. Sore, if anything.

"I can manage to not get shot," Mel points out,

Hana yawns, and Mel reaches for her without a thought, waiting for Sokka to pass her over.

"I think she's worried about you."

Sokka smiles as he passes her over, keeping hold of one of Hana's hands for a kiss, first. "Well, of course she does. I am her favorite uncle."

"Not her," Mel returns with a faint smile. Sokka knows that.

As a matter of fact, once Sokka looks up at her, his frown and drawn brows make it pretty clear that he doesn't. But he's not completely dense.

"...who, Steph? She checked my arm herself, she knows it's not infected."

Mel grins and wraps Hana up as thoroughly as possible without dislodging Dino.

"Yeah, but she's got special worry about other stuff. Don't expect me to be any more insightful than that. I'm me."

"...point," Sokka agrees, but he's still frowning, thoughtful. "I'd make you tell me more, but I know that-- well, you're you."

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Hana yawns and gets special Momcuddles while she drifts off. Momcuddles interrupted only by a shoulder check.

"Is this new to her? I mean - I know she did the whole vigilante thing, but do you think she's taking today hard?"

Hana also gets special Uncle-tickles on her feet because there is very little in the world more adorable than baby feet.

"Yeah, it is. They didn't kill, her and Robin and all them. It was a big deal to keep people alive."

Which Sokka doesn't put a whole lot of stock in, if the 'bad guys' are killing people themselves.

"Oh."

Mel thinks about this. It did feel strange, killing someone today, but any guilt she has is outweighed by OMGLOO.

"Guess she's not happy with me, then."

Glancing up at her, Sokka frowns. "I don't think it's like it. I would've done the same thing if I'd been holding Loo, and I'm not totally sure Steph wouldn't have either. I think she's just kind of... freaked out about it. They never had to kill people."

"OK," Mel concedes, and leans on him some more.

"I'm still glad we're here."

"Glad you're here," Sokka replies, leaning back and resting his head on hers.

And tickles baby feet until Hana kicks a bit in her sleep.

"And the girls."

"It's green," Mel says, partly in awe still. "This is the best world yet. Including Haddyn."

"Oh man, that other Sokka went out and hunted and we had meat and there were leftovers and oh man, it was so good!"

Who's surprised what Sokka's most excited about here?

"You guys had meat? Fresh meat?"

Cue Mel staring, and maybe wishing she could disturb Hana to shouldercheck him again.

"Is it too late to swap?"

"Yes," Sokka informs her happily. "But I'll go out in the morning and see if I remember how to hunt."