[If it's any comfort (it's probably not), Korra doesn't get a wink of sleep either. She gives up on trying when she sees the first hint of dawn in the sky. She rolls out of bed, intending to get dressed and make breakfast and then figure out what she's going to do. But after pulling on her clothes, she heads straight out the door.
Hei's alive, and she wants to be with him.
Seeing him standing at the pier is a fresh reminder how terrifying this whole thing is. He holds a large portion of her heart — it went missing the day he "died", and came back when she saw his face. He could rip it away from her at any time, and it would never hurt less. She learned to live with its absence, but she doesn't know if she could stand getting it back, only to lose it again.]
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Hei's alive, and she wants to be with him.
Seeing him standing at the pier is a fresh reminder how terrifying this whole thing is. He holds a large portion of her heart — it went missing the day he "died", and came back when she saw his face. He could rip it away from her at any time, and it would never hurt less. She learned to live with its absence, but she doesn't know if she could stand getting it back, only to lose it again.]
....hi. [The word feels pathetically weak.]