[ He's perceptive enough, has pieced together enough about Korra, for divining essential truths even in the darkness. In retrospect he should've offered her a warning before approaching. But there isn't time for such superfluities. Part of him feels a jolt of irritation. If she develops the habit of reacting like this to the merest flash of a masked threat -- with that blind frantic horror-flick defense -- she'll be quite permanently killed in no time. She needs to overcome the weakness. In a battlefield, the less chinks in your armor, the better. ]
[ (Another part of him only thinks: You're going to freak this innocent girl to death. Until she accidentally kills you. That's how this'll end. ]
[ When she falls into a bending stance, her eyes seeing yet unseeing, Hei reacts fast. From his belt, a wire whips out, snagging the overarching lamppost. Gears whirr, and he goes airborne, evading the whoosh of crippling wind. In mid-air, he lets the wire snap away. Freefalls, landing right behind Korra, grabbing her in a headlock in the same fluid motion. ]
Action;
[ (Another part of him only thinks: You're going to freak this innocent girl to death. Until she accidentally kills you. That's how this'll end. ]
[ When she falls into a bending stance, her eyes seeing yet unseeing, Hei reacts fast. From his belt, a wire whips out, snagging the overarching lamppost. Gears whirr, and he goes airborne, evading the whoosh of crippling wind. In mid-air, he lets the wire snap away. Freefalls, landing right behind Korra, grabbing her in a headlock in the same fluid motion. ]
[ Not to hurt her. To keep her still. ]
Calm down. It's me.