[ Quiet, but a simple admission. His gaze drifts for a moment from Korra to the soft, bristling carpet of fallen leaves and peaty earth behind her, to the faint trail Naga's pawprints left when she arrived here. In Heaven's War, Hei had been trained to disguise his tracks with a branch, lightly brushing the bootprints away. He isn't sure why he's recalling this right now. Then he realizes it's because a part of him feels strangely, unnervingly tensile, like a coiled spring. As if he's going to be attacked. Maybe he is? It's not his usual way to share details of what he does for payback with strangers. He has no idea how Korra will react to it. Usually he tells her what he thinks might interest her, vetting out what in his opinion she'd rather not know. But there's no point in withholding details about something that directly concerns her. ]
[ Eventually, ] After you'd wound up in the hospital, I ... did something. To Delacroix's lab.
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[ Quiet, but a simple admission. His gaze drifts for a moment from Korra to the soft, bristling carpet of fallen leaves and peaty earth behind her, to the faint trail Naga's pawprints left when she arrived here. In Heaven's War, Hei had been trained to disguise his tracks with a branch, lightly brushing the bootprints away. He isn't sure why he's recalling this right now. Then he realizes it's because a part of him feels strangely, unnervingly tensile, like a coiled spring. As if he's going to be attacked. Maybe he is? It's not his usual way to share details of what he does for payback with strangers. He has no idea how Korra will react to it. Usually he tells her what he thinks might interest her, vetting out what in his opinion she'd rather not know. But there's no point in withholding details about something that directly concerns her. ]
[ Eventually, ] After you'd wound up in the hospital, I ... did something. To Delacroix's lab.