[I can behave myself. It almost makes Korra want to laugh. She's taking a wild gamble, just trusting him not to assault her again. She already knows, deep in her gut, that's a promise that will eventually be broken.]
Do whatever's best for you. But I don't wanna hear about it.
[She's not sure if that compromise will work, or if it'll just drive her crazy with doubt. It's worth a try, at least. She doesn't want to overload him with promises. (It's not like you love him.)
Her thumb brushes lightly against his cheek. This conversation is painful and awkward and surreal, but she draws comfort from the touch.]
Sunday! \^^/
Do whatever's best for you. But I don't wanna hear about it.
[She's not sure if that compromise will work, or if it'll just drive her crazy with doubt. It's worth a try, at least. She doesn't want to overload him with promises. (It's not like you love him.)
Her thumb brushes lightly against his cheek. This conversation is painful and awkward and surreal, but she draws comfort from the touch.]