[ Hei returns the suspicious squint with a level look. Tries to ignore a dull pang as Korra hugs the man. It's not jealousy so much as a mild ruefulness. He can't do that for her, be so spontaneous and casual about physical contact. The most harmless touch makes him bristle, like a cat that's been kicked too often. There's such horror in intimacy, in being known. It's as if people make nooses of what they can prove about you. There was nothing quite as suffocating to him. ]
[ He lets Korra and Reggie say their goodbyes. Waits until he's gone, before falling into step with Korra. ]
Well. At least all the men in your life aren't creeps. [ Double-edged statement. ]
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[ He lets Korra and Reggie say their goodbyes. Waits until he's gone, before falling into step with Korra. ]
Well. At least all the men in your life aren't creeps. [ Double-edged statement. ]