Such was the sort of days that Sokka normally had that he had long forgotten to anticipate hugs and was caught entirely by surprise. He looked around desperate for some sort of explanation, but no one in the camp seemed to notice. So he was left to feel lost and try to defuse it. Especially when the boy began to excitedly speak in gibberish.

This kid had one hell of a grip.

"... alright, I'll shoe your horse. Relax?"