Toph thinks he's pretty good. A little whiny, overdramatic, and angsty sometimes, but also loyal, skilled, good-hearted, and honest, and that tips the scale well in his favor.

"I get it," she says quietly. "I came from the night before we were supposed to attack the Fire Nation. We were all ready, getting our last night of sleep, and poof, there I am getting jerked some place my bending doesn't work. Aang and the others, they're all there, and here I am, sitting on my butt and not even able to see two feet around me, running into stuff like I'm two again unless someone pulls me out of the way. I can kick anyone's butt with earthbending, I made metalbending, and nope, poof, I'm two and might as well be the fragile little doll my parents always wanted me to be."

Even more quietly: "I feel fragile. And it sucks."

None of this is probably stuff he didn't already know, but she's saying it aloud, and for Toph, that's something.