[ It seems less like help than assisted suicide. But Hei has dined on some pretty unusual fare on his travels. Always with relish. A few extra spices shouldn't faze a boy who was once raised on Chongqnig cuisine. (He hopes). ]
[ Chewing ostentatiously, his expression -- despite the flushed cheeks and moistened eyes -- does not alter. But he makes a brief tch-ing sound of perfunctory disapproval when Korra doesn't join in. ]
At least try the soup. [ He nudges the bowl -- blood-red with gold trim -- toward her. ] Good for stamina.
[ Not spicy, either. Just loaded with the usual Fire Nation nutrients. Spring water. Mountain vegetables. Turtle blood. Caterpillar fungus. ]
no subject
[ Chewing ostentatiously, his expression -- despite the flushed cheeks and moistened eyes -- does not alter. But he makes a brief tch-ing sound of perfunctory disapproval when Korra doesn't join in. ]
At least try the soup. [ He nudges the bowl -- blood-red with gold trim -- toward her. ] Good for stamina.
[ Not spicy, either. Just loaded with the usual Fire Nation nutrients. Spring water. Mountain vegetables. Turtle blood. Caterpillar fungus. ]