Kuvira had been stopped. It was now Varriks and Zhu li's wedding. Everyone was there, even people who had no idea who the bride and groom were. In her opinion there were way too many people for a wedding. Why couldn't the weddings of this day and age be more like the ones when she was young?
"There are too many people here if you ask me." A familiar voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Zuko…" the name fell from her lips like a breath.
"Toph, I never thought you would be here."
"Right back at you, Sparky"
"How are you?" He asked, slowly sitting in the chair beside her.
"I'm fine."
"Toph."
"What? I'm fine. Always have been, always will be," she stated.
"Toph, you don't have to do that. Not with me."
"My daughters are both happy, the world is safe, and I'm alive. What more could I ask for, Zuko?"
"I could think of a few things."