Sokka buys the silver coin.

Sokka would never admit to anyone, not his sister, not his best friend Aang, and not their newest companion Toph, that he was jealous of them. It wasn't as if he wasn't aware that he was the most useless member of their group. Sure, he often did his best to think them through the situations they encountered, and he could fight well enough, but he was the joke, at least compared to them. He couldn't glide through the air or send boulders flying at his foes or heal the sick. He was just some guy, surrounded by the mighty. What if he'd been born a bender? One powerful enough to worth their time? When he thought of really powerful benders, Sokka thought of people like...