[ Hei represses a sigh. He doesn't blame her for being so stubborn. She can't help it. A gambler will agonize for hours over whether to put his chips on, say, the red or the black, and then, when the croupier spins the wheel, he'll double or even triple the bet, as a way of bolstering his conviction that he must have been betting right. If he were betting wrong, why would he be putting all that extra money down? It's no different here -- the risk-taking and the attempt to rationalize and justify it. ]

Korra. [ Not a comfort but a quiet and unspoken Use Your Head. ] This is the City. It's full of illusionists and shapeshifters. Someone convinced you to steal the knife. But it wasn't a girl named Rowena. She was just a lure to manipulate you with. [ The oldest trick in the book, and Korra fell for it. There's a careful pause, before he adds, ] Not everyone is what they seem. Remember?

[ It was how she came face-to-face with BK201. That crazy night -- the parking-lot, the monsters, the shattered mask -- feels like it was a lifetime ago. ]