[Sokka would probably be having more luck if Sigmund could feel his wounds even a little bit. At least the new house isn't far. Just across the street, in fact.
He limps his way on over wordlessly. Sokka can follow if he wants, he doesn't care. All that matters to him is that, even if Edward is gone, he's going to open their front door and find... Nothing. She's not here, is she? She's not here.]
He limps his way on over wordlessly. Sokka can follow if he wants, he doesn't care. All that matters to him is that, even if Edward is gone, he's going to open their front door and find... Nothing. She's not here, is she? She's not here.]
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