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Toph didn't go into the pizza party. Partly because she doesn't know what a pizza is, partly because the linoleum on the kitchen floor makes everything annoyingly out of focus, but mostly because she wanted to be on her own. It seems she wants to do that a lot these days.

She surveyed the bunker: fixed some structural damage, reinforced it, expanded a little. But then she ends up crouched on the edge, toes curling against the rock, head bowed.

She could be accused of staring into space, except she doesn't really stare anywhere.

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Toph nods.

"Fainted like a little girl."

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Steph considers this for a moment.

"But yours is way younger than mine, right? So it was definitely more embarrassing for mine?"

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"Yeah," Toph admits. "I guess. How old are the girls?"

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"Nearly one and a half, I think."

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"Then he wasn't that much older, when they were born."

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"I guess Sokkas are Sokkas everywhere." The prospect doesn't displease Steph too terribly much.

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"Yeah," Toph says happily, sitting back.

"They are."

She's less displeased by this than Steph.