Never cared for stories myself. [ It's a terse reply. He shrugs his shoulders, because he's not particularly bothered with the similarities. It's a sign of collective consciousness, sharing scraps of culture and myth with others. ] I used to know them better as a boy. [ Back before Heaven's Gate appeared. It's been years since then, and Hei has literally traversed several different lifetimes. Hard to remind himself, sometimes, that he's only 23. Just a handful of years older than Korra. ]
[ He eyes the way she stirs with something like quiet amusement and approval, before he opens a cabinet to set a cup on the counter. The cheerful sounds of cooking, the smell of brewing food and wine, weave an almost happy vibe in the kitchen. It's -- nice. Maybe there's no reason it shouldn't be. ]
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[ He eyes the way she stirs with something like quiet amusement and approval, before he opens a cabinet to set a cup on the counter. The cheerful sounds of cooking, the smell of brewing food and wine, weave an almost happy vibe in the kitchen. It's -- nice. Maybe there's no reason it shouldn't be. ]