"Nope." Toph scuffed the ball of her foot across the floor, swinging it gently. The contact with the floor was habit -- reassuring, even though it actually didn't provide the sight it normally would. "Do I look like I've got chance to go frolicking off for a tourist trip to Frozen Land? Knew a couple people who came from down there, though."

One ear is kept on the movements of Jin. Though Toph is mostly assured that she can take care of herself, she did just follow a stranger to a restaurant with a wood floor.

The other ear is on Bumi. . . . Small talk. Her mother always tried to teach her the art, but it had never been natural to Toph. Who wanted to talk about the weather and cow hippo farming? It was boring.

"So . . . you from around here, or down there?"

It was a start.