[ His hands, they're still warm as they move from her arms to cup her face. Her skin, it's still so very cold. Mako brushes his thumbs along the apples of her cheeks.
What the hell is wrong with this place? Why would it do something like this? ]
You can't stay like this forever, Korra. We'll fix it, somehow.
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What the hell is wrong with this place? Why would it do something like this? ]
You can't stay like this forever, Korra. We'll fix it, somehow.
Do you have any idea how? Any idea...