A/N: This chapter was difficult to write. I had to comb through the first half of it multiple times. I'm really hoping this chapter achieves the main effect it's intended to.
Thick hood drawn over her head, Toph listened to the sounds of Suki's carving with great impatience. She was hunched on the opposite side of the small tent, chin resting on her tucked knees, her hands clasped around her legs. The pain in her back was returning and ever so often her abdomen would ache a bit. She let out a drawn out sigh.
"Still not feeling so great, huh?" Suki observed. "Are you sure you don't want to come do this with me?"
"Something about a sick blind girl trying to carve something with a knife doesn't sound like a good idea," Toph explained.
"You don't have to use one of my knives, Toph," Suki pointed out. "You could use earthbending to make your own knife." What the hell are you talking...-?
Toph suddenly remembered her space-b