[ Hei shoots a vaguely amused but also serious look in her direction. The way his brows are raised, it's as if there's zero room for negotiation. ] Who said I was joking? [ But contrary to his remark, he doesn't fetch the lizard. Instead he tips back a a chair to seat himself at the narrow kitchen table. There's a quick glance at the pots, then at Korra, who is glaring at him like he's a puppy-kicker. ]
[ Wordlessly, he gestures for her to sit if she wants. Picks up a book of crossword puzzles lying amid a heap of takeout menus and keychains, halfway completed. It's a thing, don't ask. Used to be he'd never had time for more than one puzzle; nowadays, he can work as many out at his leisure. It helps to keep exercising his brain, which seems clouded by a soporific mist in the City. It's not that he misses the mind-games and paranoia; he doesn't. But he's not cut out for stagnation either. ]
There's fresh juice in the fridge. If you want any. [ A semi-polite nothing, as he taps a pen on the leg of his jeans, poring at the crossword. What's the eleven-letter word for 'Possessed of two conflicting natures'? Hmm. ]
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[ Wordlessly, he gestures for her to sit if she wants. Picks up a book of crossword puzzles lying amid a heap of takeout menus and keychains, halfway completed. It's a thing, don't ask. Used to be he'd never had time for more than one puzzle; nowadays, he can work as many out at his leisure. It helps to keep exercising his brain, which seems clouded by a soporific mist in the City. It's not that he misses the mind-games and paranoia; he doesn't. But he's not cut out for stagnation either. ]
There's fresh juice in the fridge. If you want any. [ A semi-polite nothing, as he taps a pen on the leg of his jeans, poring at the crossword. What's the eleven-letter word for 'Possessed of two conflicting natures'? Hmm. ]