[Korra makes a face. She does not envy him that. Ew.
There's a twisting feeling in her gut when he lets her inside. Everything's back to the way it was before she and Chekov messed with it, but somehow that just makes it more disconcerting. She lingers by the doorway, hesitant. As friendly as it looks, there are too many memories for her to feel comfortable.]
Sunday! \^^/
There's a twisting feeling in her gut when he lets her inside. Everything's back to the way it was before she and Chekov messed with it, but somehow that just makes it more disconcerting. She lingers by the doorway, hesitant. As friendly as it looks, there are too many memories for her to feel comfortable.]