[ They work well together, and this is a large part of the reason why: Toph knows when it's time to act, too, and she's not about to stop them in the middle of saving a life to pay homage to her own sorry feelings. It's a relief and another reason to respect him when Miller wordlessly allows them to stay focused on their objective, and not her mistake. ]
Okay.
[ She agrees and follows him closely in relative silence, trying to scan their surroundings to detect if more snakes are coming. Words are nice, but actions are what matter. The best thing she can do is make sure this man survives, even if that means giving up her talisman.
Even if that means her numb, tingling feet and ankles grow worse with every step, the world around her fading out like peripheral vision narrowing and narrowing until there's only what's directly ahead. Toph stubbornly persists, refusing to accommodate this weakness, but it's a long walk back and she's eventually forced to confront it when she actually stumbles over a rock.
Over a rock. She can't feel it with her senses, and she can't even feel it with her feet, she just takes a few stuttering steps to recover. ]
Miller -- [ Stay focused. Actions, not words... right. Toph's voice is softer than usual, reserved. ] I can't feel anything anymore. My feet are numb. Can I hold onto you?
[ This isn't the first time she's been literally and effectively blind at the same time -- the desert comes to mind, flying, floating in water -- but there's a cruelness to it given she's surrounded by her element. It's been removed from her more completely than it was during her memory alteration. Then, she could at least try; she could keep beating her head against that wall until it produced something.
Now, there's nothing. The world is blank and all she has are the sounds and smells, and her small hand reaching out into the air, uncharacteristically hesitant. She doesn't know where he is. ]
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Okay.
[ She agrees and follows him closely in relative silence, trying to scan their surroundings to detect if more snakes are coming. Words are nice, but actions are what matter. The best thing she can do is make sure this man survives, even if that means giving up her talisman.
Even if that means her numb, tingling feet and ankles grow worse with every step, the world around her fading out like peripheral vision narrowing and narrowing until there's only what's directly ahead. Toph stubbornly persists, refusing to accommodate this weakness, but it's a long walk back and she's eventually forced to confront it when she actually stumbles over a rock.
Over a rock. She can't feel it with her senses, and she can't even feel it with her feet, she just takes a few stuttering steps to recover. ]
Miller -- [ Stay focused. Actions, not words... right. Toph's voice is softer than usual, reserved. ] I can't feel anything anymore. My feet are numb. Can I hold onto you?
[ This isn't the first time she's been literally and effectively blind at the same time -- the desert comes to mind, flying, floating in water -- but there's a cruelness to it given she's surrounded by her element. It's been removed from her more completely than it was during her memory alteration. Then, she could at least try; she could keep beating her head against that wall until it produced something.
Now, there's nothing. The world is blank and all she has are the sounds and smells, and her small hand reaching out into the air, uncharacteristically hesitant. She doesn't know where he is. ]