There is one concerned man who happens to be not far from Toph’s cries and is very, very attentive to it that he decides to run up to her and answer them all while carrying towels and cloaks in his arms with a very intelligent owl and a ridiculously cute pink puffball by his side, or perching on his right shoulder and riding on his head respectively.

The young man speaks, “Hey, hi there. We’re in the Isle of Avalon in the middle of fall. Do you need some help in getting up?”