[Were she in any other frame of mind, Toph would totally be making commentary about this. But as it is, she's worn and she's tired and the world isn't making sense. Frankly, bed would be really, really good about then.]
[So she doesn't resist when Sokka tugs at her legs, feeling out for his shoulders -- while keeping the blanket around her as well as she can. She lets out another sneeze that, to her credit, is only half in his ear, settling in against his back. At least he's warm.]
Fine. Just . . . don't take the scenic route, okay?
Forever and a day later . . .
[So she doesn't resist when Sokka tugs at her legs, feeling out for his shoulders -- while keeping the blanket around her as well as she can. She lets out another sneeze that, to her credit, is only half in his ear, settling in against his back. At least he's warm.]
Fine. Just . . . don't take the scenic route, okay?
[That's right, Aang. She's talking to you.]