[Korra closes her eyes and lets him lead her where he will. It's the only thing she can think to do -- she can't turn off any of her other senses to cut down on the sensory overload. She doesn't open them until she hears him slam a door shut and feels a silence settle around them like a cool, heavy blanket.
She settles onto a seat, suspicious of the floor beneath her feet.]
What's happening? [Her voice is strangely calm, though clearly irritated because this is the billionth time she's asked this question and she just wants a freaking answer.]
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She settles onto a seat, suspicious of the floor beneath her feet.]
What's happening? [Her voice is strangely calm, though clearly irritated because this is the billionth time she's asked this question and she just wants a freaking answer.]