[ A nod, not churlish but weary. He doesn't have it in him to contain all that resentment just now. His exhaustion is sudden and terrible; he can't feel his limbs. His gaze isn't steely but it's careful, studying the planes of her face, trying to reach some decision within himself. ]
[ When he finally speaks, the words are thick and blocky as if yanked from dried mud. ]
I'm going to give you some time to think this whole night over. If you're still sure you want to continue this [ because if there's one thing he's learnt, it's that distance and a full night's sleep can make you reassess a lot of choices made in the heat of the moment ] then I don't think we should carry on the way we have been.
[ Changes. That word again. There'll have to be changes made. ]
[ Hei takes her twitch for what it is -- a gesture indicative of imminent departure -- and manages a barely-there nod. He occupies the bench almost deadweight now, the bags under his eyes, the almost imperceptible sagging of his whole body, projecting his exhaustion. ] Go hom-- [ He starts to say, but he yawns quite suddenly, one of those wide spasmic seizures that signal the body's had enough of everything. ]
[ There's a very palpable threat of him dozing off on the bench. ]
Korra just....stares. She's seen him sleepy before, but never asleep. Ever. Never even "I thought he was asleep but he was actually awake." She's almost tempted to poke him to see if it's some kind of trick, but it's not the kind of trick he'd play. Not tonight, anyway.
He's...actually asleep.
Any other night, she would stay. Enjoy the view. Savor the novelty. Memorize the look on his face, so different from his normal expression. Tonight she's not that sentimental and he's not that forgiven. She briefly debates waking him up and sending him home, or at least to the Welcome Center, some place with an actual bed, but that would involve touching him and even though she's tempted, she's not yet ready.
He'll be fine, anyway. It's a nice spring night, and she doesn't doubt that if anybody tries to mug him, they'll get more than they bargained for.
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[ When he finally speaks, the words are thick and blocky as if yanked from dried mud. ]
I'm going to give you some time to think this whole night over. If you're still sure you want to continue this [ because if there's one thing he's learnt, it's that distance and a full night's sleep can make you reassess a lot of choices made in the heat of the moment ] then I don't think we should carry on the way we have been.
[ Changes. That word again. There'll have to be changes made. ]
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Gee, thanks. [Not that it's not a good idea, but... she's still hyper-sensitive.
Shaking off a wave of exhaustion and irritation, she turns to leave. It's been a rough night. She's ready to be done with it.]
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[ There's a very palpable threat of him dozing off on the bench. ]
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BK201. Interpol and Pandora's most wanted Contractor. Dreaded scourge of Heaven's War ...
...is asleep. ]
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SERIOUSLY.
Korra just....stares. She's seen him sleepy before, but never asleep. Ever. Never even "I thought he was asleep but he was actually awake." She's almost tempted to poke him to see if it's some kind of trick, but it's not the kind of trick he'd play. Not tonight, anyway.
He's...actually asleep.
Any other night, she would stay. Enjoy the view. Savor the novelty. Memorize the look on his face, so different from his normal expression. Tonight she's not that sentimental and he's not that forgiven. She briefly debates waking him up and sending him home, or at least to the Welcome Center, some place with an actual bed, but that would involve touching him and even though she's tempted, she's not yet ready.
He'll be fine, anyway. It's a nice spring night, and she doesn't doubt that if anybody tries to mug him, they'll get more than they bargained for.
Shaking her head, she goes home.]