[ It's idiotic to say That wasn't them. That was me. So he doesn't bother. Korra stirs fitfully to the other girl's touch; he knows if it were Mako or Bolin, he'd rarely allow them such an intimate vantage on Korra's face. Beyond them there's a hot flare of light and flickering bursts of heat -- the lavabender, Ghazan, tearing down the barrier. The orange glow catches in Korra's eyelashes, on the curve of her cheek, and in the topography of one eye. Hei knows she'll be awake eventually. A feisty Avatar would be a welcome contribution to the battle. But he knows better than anyone she's not up to her usual 110%. Not yet. Worse, if Zaheer and his crew have a contingency plan for incapacitating her, then they need to keep Korra beyond his reach. ]
[ Finally, flatly, ]
She'll be up soon. But we need to get her out of here.
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Date: 2014-08-27 03:46 am (UTC)[ Finally, flatly, ]
She'll be up soon. But we need to get her out of here.