She doesn't outright preen, but she does smirk, pleased with his approval.
"No clue," she answers without an ounce of shame, not even slightly embarrassed to admit her ignorance. "We don't really treat it that way. It's part of nature. It's like asking where your power to think comes from, or why there's an ocean."
Toph is not a big why person. Things are what they are, and she accepts them as reality, no matter how upsetting or bizarre. She believes there probably is an answer somewhere that could be understood, she just doesn't care about it, because knowing it rarely changes anything. It's a habit that's served her in good stead in her time here, that's for sure.
"Anyway, that's where you're wrong." Toph points a fry directly at him. "Everyone thinks it's about bossing the metal around, but it's not. Nobody really good is just telling their element what to do. We're working with it. Earth just likes to be still, so it doesn't respect it if you're all gentle polite requests."
There's a bit of a mocking tone in her voice, thinking fondly of Katara and Aang, and Toph chomps on the fry with relish.
"Because God commanded it," Jim jokes, nodding with her explanation. He would have to disagree - why was the key to unlocking understanding, and it was only through understanding that one was able to achieve tolerance of things different to their own experiences. Then again, perhaps he's biased; but he did sign up for a life of peacekeeping and exploration, so that's not really a surprise.
Still, questions are only valuable if the answer is conceivable, and if Toph doesn't know, Jim won't pester her with them. Accepting the status quo also isn't in his nature - but he wouldn't be a Captain if it was.
"So if you had to define what it takes, what would you call it? Willpower?" He's genuinely intrigued, taking another bite of his burger and washing it down with a sip of his drink. "You said there are other 'benders' too, right? Can anyone bend more than one type of energy?"
Toph doesn't accept the status quo at all, but she operates on an instinctual level far more than an intellectual one. She'd been plenty educated as a merchant family's heiress; she's capable of following lines of thought so long as they aren't entirely out of her realm of experience. But she's found far more wisdom and far more purpose by simply listening to what's around her, taking it for what it is, and working with it.
"Nobody commanded it," she snorts, "definitely not whatever 'God' is supposed to be." No one has given Toph an explanation for monotheism here, and she absolutely hasn't asked. Her whole society is fundamentally one of spiritualism, and all of this structured, organized religion stuff makes approximately zero sense to her.
"It's like saying something commanded the ocean to have the tide. The moon doesn't command the ocean, they work together. So it's not willpower, it's more like..." Toph frowns, then finishes more slowly, never having been asked to put such a fine point on it. "Sensitivity. Only the Avatar can bend more than one, but that's a whole other story.
"Point is, the Earth listens to me because I listen to it. Does that make sense?"
"Wait - what?" Jim blinks, definitely surprised by that. One of the seven key characteristics for civilization was the formation of religion, which usually involved some form of higher power. Given that their dialect was being translated by some extraneous means Jim hadn't found a cause for yet, the word must mean something to her, right? "Do you not have religion in the Earth Kingdom?"
"I think so," Jim nods, turning that over for a moment. It's incredibly interesting, and he's sure there's more science behind it they're both unaware of (there has to be, everything does), but without a tricorder he's just shooting in the dark. "Kind of hard to imagine when I don't have anything to compare it to, I suppose."
"The 'Avatar'?" Another tilt of his head, more information filed away for later. Well, let it not be said that his after-action report would be a boring read, whenever he got back to the ship. "And I'm guessing you can't choose."
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"No clue," she answers without an ounce of shame, not even slightly embarrassed to admit her ignorance. "We don't really treat it that way. It's part of nature. It's like asking where your power to think comes from, or why there's an ocean."
Toph is not a big why person. Things are what they are, and she accepts them as reality, no matter how upsetting or bizarre. She believes there probably is an answer somewhere that could be understood, she just doesn't care about it, because knowing it rarely changes anything. It's a habit that's served her in good stead in her time here, that's for sure.
"Anyway, that's where you're wrong." Toph points a fry directly at him. "Everyone thinks it's about bossing the metal around, but it's not. Nobody really good is just telling their element what to do. We're working with it. Earth just likes to be still, so it doesn't respect it if you're all gentle polite requests."
There's a bit of a mocking tone in her voice, thinking fondly of Katara and Aang, and Toph chomps on the fry with relish.
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Still, questions are only valuable if the answer is conceivable, and if Toph doesn't know, Jim won't pester her with them. Accepting the status quo also isn't in his nature - but he wouldn't be a Captain if it was.
"So if you had to define what it takes, what would you call it? Willpower?" He's genuinely intrigued, taking another bite of his burger and washing it down with a sip of his drink. "You said there are other 'benders' too, right? Can anyone bend more than one type of energy?"
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"Nobody commanded it," she snorts, "definitely not whatever 'God' is supposed to be." No one has given Toph an explanation for monotheism here, and she absolutely hasn't asked. Her whole society is fundamentally one of spiritualism, and all of this structured, organized religion stuff makes approximately zero sense to her.
"It's like saying something commanded the ocean to have the tide. The moon doesn't command the ocean, they work together. So it's not willpower, it's more like..." Toph frowns, then finishes more slowly, never having been asked to put such a fine point on it. "Sensitivity. Only the Avatar can bend more than one, but that's a whole other story.
"Point is, the Earth listens to me because I listen to it. Does that make sense?"
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"I think so," Jim nods, turning that over for a moment. It's incredibly interesting, and he's sure there's more science behind it they're both unaware of (there has to be, everything does), but without a tricorder he's just shooting in the dark. "Kind of hard to imagine when I don't have anything to compare it to, I suppose."
"The 'Avatar'?" Another tilt of his head, more information filed away for later. Well, let it not be said that his after-action report would be a boring read, whenever he got back to the ship. "And I'm guessing you can't choose."