[ He's long since suspected that bending -- like a Contractor's abilities -- share a crux of energy. They exist in an electric world. Its energy runs through the veins of everyone. His energy signature -- singular to him alone. Korra's too -- a unique marker. Billions of beings, each with their own energy signature as distinctive as a fingerprint. All aware of one another's energy and reacting to it intuitively and without conscious thought. Is someone's energy strong, is it weak? Does an atmosphere of a particular place drain them, does it replenish them? ]
[ Vital energy flows sluggishly in most people. They walk and their footprints leave uneven imprints in the dust. They list. They are out of balance. But there are those in whom the flow of energy is coherent; their biophoton emissions are seamless and the periodic rhythms stable. He's always suspected those anomalies -- here, in his world -- are the ones most susceptible to acquiring the gift of bending, or being cursed with a Contractor's abilities. And after Harmonic Convergence, there are likely build-ups in the movements of people's qi, a wavelike flow in the world around them. It's no wonder all these airbenders are popping up out of nowhere. ]
[ He keeps these speculations to himself. Rests his chin against Korra's shoulder, feeling the warm ebb and flow of her breathing thrum through her torso, and says, ]
no subject
[ Vital energy flows sluggishly in most people. They walk and their footprints leave uneven imprints in the dust. They list. They are out of balance. But there are those in whom the flow of energy is coherent; their biophoton emissions are seamless and the periodic rhythms stable. He's always suspected those anomalies -- here, in his world -- are the ones most susceptible to acquiring the gift of bending, or being cursed with a Contractor's abilities. And after Harmonic Convergence, there are likely build-ups in the movements of people's qi, a wavelike flow in the world around them. It's no wonder all these airbenders are popping up out of nowhere. ]
[ He keeps these speculations to himself. Rests his chin against Korra's shoulder, feeling the warm ebb and flow of her breathing thrum through her torso, and says, ]
She probably will be. The question is, what kind.