[ There is no fucking angle in which this scenario makes sense. Never mind Hei's personal suspicion that he's sterile -- he's been in environments that'd set off a slew of Geiger counters on a good day, been subject to everything from unrelenting stress to malnutrition to brutal levels of physical exertion. Nevermind that if there were ever a litmus paper for parenting skills he'd fall securely on the acidic-red scale in terms of acceptability. Nevermind that he doesn't tell Pavel that adoption is on the edges of his mind because he's not sure he has the capacity to be around a child, because family in a non-workable concept for him. ]
[ It always has been, since Pai vanished. ]
[ Stepping past the door, he's surprised to see Pavel already there. The baby -- he goes by no other name in Hei's mind -- is still intact. Korra is holding him and looking, Hei thinks dryly, like the sister-mother of all the universe. She and Pavel should be the parents. Not me. Very quietly, he sets the groceries -- diapers, wipes, formula, powders, foods included -- on the table. To Pavel, ]
I was sure the place would be on fire within the hour.
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[ It always has been, since Pai vanished. ]
[ Stepping past the door, he's surprised to see Pavel already there. The baby -- he goes by no other name in Hei's mind -- is still intact. Korra is holding him and looking, Hei thinks dryly, like the sister-mother of all the universe. She and Pavel should be the parents. Not me. Very quietly, he sets the groceries -- diapers, wipes, formula, powders, foods included -- on the table. To Pavel, ]
I was sure the place would be on fire within the hour.