[She still scrunches up her face instinctively as his fingers come so close to her eyes -- probably not the most sexy or heart-warming expression. But there's a smile in her eyes when she looks at him.]
Whose fault is that, huh? [She puts hand on his waist and leans forward to kiss him lightly. The disassociation, the conflict about happiness and vulnerability, none of that makes its way to where Korra can sense it. He just seems quiet and fond and, for the moment, though Korra knows too well how it can change in less than a second, safe.]
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Whose fault is that, huh? [She puts hand on his waist and leans forward to kiss him lightly. The disassociation, the conflict about happiness and vulnerability, none of that makes its way to where Korra can sense it. He just seems quiet and fond and, for the moment, though Korra knows too well how it can change in less than a second, safe.]