[ The weekend has pulled his steel-trap mind into misshapen taffy. Yin. Amber. Misaki. A strange girl he didn't know, but who knew him. Pai. He can't absorb it all at once. He has to shut down, to process everything. He sits hunched in his seat, his expression flat and strangely empty. From the corner of his eye, he spots Korra. Normally he'd observe her: he always functions in terms of recon and defense. It gives him a script to follow, a role to play, a scenario of how to behave. ]
[ But today, he can't look at her. He cuts his eyes to the side. ]
[ There's a tension in him that's reminiscent of earthquakes, tectonic plates grinding against one another. Near breaking point. ]
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[ But today, he can't look at her. He cuts his eyes to the side. ]
[ There's a tension in him that's reminiscent of earthquakes, tectonic plates grinding against one another. Near breaking point. ]