[ Hei thinks of Huang, who lamented that no matter how much he drank, he could never get sloshed. He isn't particularly partial to alcohol either (not yet...). It dulls the senses, impairs judgement he prefers to keep cold and impartial. But some days, he needs something a little stronger than tea. There's too much input in his head to process, so why not drown it all and be done with it? ]
[ That's not happening here, though. Korra's presence sharpens him up when what he wants to be is dull. ]
action; shed
[ That's not happening here, though. Korra's presence sharpens him up when what he wants to be is dull. ]
I prefer using sake for dobin mushi.