"If you run into a guy that calls himself 'The Master,' just run the other way. He'll talk about this Time Lord crap and how he's better than humans."

Toph munched on the last of her meal. What were they called? French fries? Whatever. They were pretty tasty. "I'm Toph." She paused for a second, debating to ask her own questions or not. She decided it wouldn't hurt. "So, you're not from the Fire Nation are you?" I doesn't hurt to ask.