He hardly seems to notice.



If you repeat words often enough, they lose all meaning, turning into nothing more than patterns of sound. Sokka knows this.



It isn't working, not yet, but it will. And then he can comfort Claire, keep her safe, keep Sylar away. Soon. When his mind clears a little. When he can think.

It doesn't take long to get back to the campsite, back to where they left Toph and Penance.