Yeah. [ He nods with a half-smile, not so much at how quickly she found them, but at her blush. Ordinarily that wide-eyed innocence grates on his nerves. But on her, it's one of the things he always finds arousing; the combination of unrestrained greed she exhibits in the heat of the moment, and the shyness she still hasn't overcome outside that sphere. ]
[ Turning, he burrows into the cabinets for the crockery. Meticulously sets the dishes and silverware at the table, then arranges the lobsters on a platter, carrying them over with the stew and the buttery dip-sauce. It hardly classifies as a romantic setting. It's the middle of the day, no champagne, no candles, and Hei is likely going to ignore the flatware and start ripping the lobster shells apart with his hands, soon enough. But he's enjoyed himself better than he expected. Not Cloud Nine levels of fun -- he's never been capable of that. But it's nice. More than he wanted it to be. ]
[ A sudden chill cuts through Hei, reviving old memories and doubts. He glances over at Korra, thinking, What am I doing this girl? ]
[ Fighting it down, he gestures her closer. ] Come here. [ His expression is perfectly unreadable. ]
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[ Turning, he burrows into the cabinets for the crockery. Meticulously sets the dishes and silverware at the table, then arranges the lobsters on a platter, carrying them over with the stew and the buttery dip-sauce. It hardly classifies as a romantic setting. It's the middle of the day, no champagne, no candles, and Hei is likely going to ignore the flatware and start ripping the lobster shells apart with his hands, soon enough. But he's enjoyed himself better than he expected. Not Cloud Nine levels of fun -- he's never been capable of that. But it's nice. More than he wanted it to be. ]
[ A sudden chill cuts through Hei, reviving old memories and doubts. He glances over at Korra, thinking, What am I doing this girl? ]
[ Fighting it down, he gestures her closer. ] Come here. [ His expression is perfectly unreadable. ]