[ Frigid? Please. It's bracingly cold, if anything. Letting go of Korra's shoulders, Hei grabs the only towel on the rail, and begins to dry first himself off, then her. Her hair first, taking his time with it, and then her body, raising her arms to dry armpits, turning her to get at her back. At her question, he falters -- if only for a moment. It's kneejerk, the resentment that flares whenever she asks him that. As if he's become some hybrid between a bleeding heart and a ticking grenade; something that needs to be handled carefully. Has the City completely wrecked him? Has he become so transparent, so superficial, so obvious and pathetic that anyone can read him like this? ]
[ He shakes it off. Reminds himself that Korra can't help but ask. Especially in light of everything that's happened. Towelling her hair into a thick moist nest, he wraps the towel around her. His expression is unreadable, voice echoing around the glass walls, muted over the tiles. It's hard to tell whether Hei sounds offhand or empty or if it's just the bathroom's acoustics. ]
Everything's fine. [ The trick is keeping it that way. Keeping a lid on that jerry-rigged death trap he calls a brain -- before the doors slam open and chaos and shrapnel goes zinging everywhere. There's a moment's pause, a slow breath, before he leans in and tips a kiss to Korra's nose. ] Come on. We both could use some sleep.
[ Or at least a cat-nap -- before he heads Topside to check on Pai. ]
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[ He shakes it off. Reminds himself that Korra can't help but ask. Especially in light of everything that's happened. Towelling her hair into a thick moist nest, he wraps the towel around her. His expression is unreadable, voice echoing around the glass walls, muted over the tiles. It's hard to tell whether Hei sounds offhand or empty or if it's just the bathroom's acoustics. ]
Everything's fine. [ The trick is keeping it that way. Keeping a lid on that jerry-rigged death trap he calls a brain -- before the doors slam open and chaos and shrapnel goes zinging everywhere. There's a moment's pause, a slow breath, before he leans in and tips a kiss to Korra's nose. ] Come on. We both could use some sleep.
[ Or at least a cat-nap -- before he heads Topside to check on Pai. ]