We probably need more than just a handful of dirt. [ what would toph do? she'd throw boulders into their shoulders, into all of their joints. she'd form clumps of dirt and throw them at each and every one of them in a bid to break their bones. zuko presses his finger against his chin as he thinks, perhaps aloud, perhaps out of turn. ] Boulders hurt. But if you can make them big enough, but small enough at the same time, maybe if there's an opening in the metal shoulder, we could maybe stop them from moving.

[ he looks to his locket to clarify, ] Have you ever felt like your leg or arm was stiff and it hurt to move? Maybe we can do that. But the natives may know something better. Or maybe they even have dirt that's magical and could work!

[ because there's such a thing as magical dirt. ]