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.