I should be asking you that. [ Hei's voice is a soft sharp bite, every line in his body pulled into a taut smoothness like a wolf scenting an ambiguous danger, possibly a threat, possibly a kill. It's barely been two weeks since the miscarriage. He hasn't been hovering at Korra's side every second -- what's the point, when her friends can comfort her better than he can? Still, he knows that she's in no shape to be sneaking around outside in the middle of -- ]
[ Fuck. ]
[ Realization scalds him. His glare hardens, even as he flexes some of the anger out of his shoulders to say more quietly, ]
no subject
[ Fuck. ]
[ Realization scalds him. His glare hardens, even as he flexes some of the anger out of his shoulders to say more quietly, ]
I'm not letting you leave the city.