Chapter 285: Weight of Words

At last, they managed to lie beside each other without making a big deal out of it. Toph was in the middle, sound asleep, even though he hadn't done much walking that day at all. The change in environment seemed to have affected him a bit. Damian found it easier to sleep compared to her—he was used to sharing his room with Toph and Sam. For her, this was probably the first time—provided she wasn't the wild type. Looking at her she sure acted as a young teenage girl. 

"Why do you have a baby elephant? A pink one at that?" she asked, her face turned toward the wall in the opposite direction from him.

"He's not pink; he just glows pink," Damian replied, his eyes drifting to the twinkling stars beyond the glass window.