15.2 Taang
Not a sound. No sudden movements, no spoken word, no elemental budges. All was silent.
Yet she could hear him.
The beat of his heart. The blood pulsing through his veins. A sigh of exhaust.
Toph turned on her side to "watch" Aang sleep, realizing that she could live off his presence, silent or not.
But when he did stir, a smile always crossed her face. She could sense the vibrations of a grin crossing his face for mere seconds, or his toss and turns whenever she began to move away, or the whisper of a single name in his soft voice.
"To—…Top—…Toph."
Just a slight whisper, nearly enough to break the silence. Nearly enough to make the young earthbender drift to sleep with a smile across her own face.
