[The fire was still going strong. Even thought most of the bed and its frame had burned, he wasn't eager to let it die. Not yet. He had tossed another log inside, to keep it burning. A pointless fire. Ravaging and consuming, doing nothing but hiding the evidence of another life he once lived. One that he'd eagerly go back to. Even if it meant losing the memories of his real life.
Toph doesn't surprise him. He also doesn't turn to look back at her either. He just offers a simple answer, with a raspy voice from a dry throat.]
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Toph doesn't surprise him. He also doesn't turn to look back at her either. He just offers a simple answer, with a raspy voice from a dry throat.]
Yeah.