Sure, [Tony agrees, with a troublingly mischievous grin.
Behind Sokka, an unassuming backpack sitting on the floor springs open, and within moments, it has unfolded and assembled into the armor. The empty suit steps forward, reaches out, and taps Sokka on the shoulder.]
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Behind Sokka, an unassuming backpack sitting on the floor springs open, and within moments, it has unfolded and assembled into the armor. The empty suit steps forward, reaches out, and taps Sokka on the shoulder.]