Toph practically tore open the cloth Sokka had wrapped the present in, feeling the contents beneath her fingers. "You got me... shoes." Somehow, nothing she could call him, or throw at him, could convey what she was feeling right now, so she let her tone do the work. They seemed to be well made, as much as she could tell, out of leather and lined with wool that felt like Appa's shedding, and the cool comforting presence of stone beads, but... she didn't wear shoes.
"Not just any shoes," Sokka said and Toph could hear a hint of impatience in his voice. "Feel the soles."
Toph turned them over in her hands, running her fingertips along the bottom. There was something stitched into the leather -- metal, with the traces of earth that let her feel it with more than her fingers. Curious, she stuck her hands into the warm recesses of the shoes, and felt the same metal wire on the inside bottoms.
"I noticed you were complaining about cold feet," Sokka explained. "And I know you can't wear shoes with your earthbending, so I figured that maybe if I put wire on the slipper bottoms, you'd still be able to see through that."
"Oh," Toph said, hesitantly putting the unfamiliar objects on. The texture felt weird against her feet, and it was like walking on the metal grates some Fire Nation buildings used, making shapes feel blurrier. "Guess that head of yours is good for something other than target practice," she said affectionately as she wriggled suddenly-warm toes. "Thanks, Sokka."