And Duo? He just saw the bed and sat on the side, reaching down to pull his boots off and glancing bleary eyed at Toph. Nobody could decide who was hurt worse. It would be funny if it weren't so sad. He Looked down at his feet, a bit of dried blood smeared down into his sock, and he pulled that off too. Goddamn it stung.

He looked at his double pleadingly. "Help her, man. Or bring her over here so I can do it." And he could. Possible. He could do something!