The gravel crunched under Sokka's feet, but soon petered out into rough stone and then a doorway. He took a deep breath and knocked.
A minute passed before it swung open noiselessly. A figure appeared, casually leaning against the doorway.
Sokka stared at her. Though it had been quite some time since he had last seen Toph Beifong, she'd changed a bit. Her hair was shorter, no longer held in a bun. Her form was still small, but muscled and toned.
But her pale, green-grey eyes were the same as ever.
"It's been a while, Sokka," she smiled. "Welcome home."