"Oh."

Stuff is still complicated. In certain ways. Korra's pretty sure that Bolin couldn't have put it any more accurately than that. It's her turn to flush as she stares at him for a second, stuffing her hands in the way too shallow pockets of her shorts and giving Bolin a more considering look, quietly amazed that Bolin still... well. Likes her. After everything. It's not something they've discussed at great length, so draws an uneasy silence from Korra for a moment, chewing down on her bottom lip.

Ashamed, almost, that she can't bring herself to be anything short of glad for Bolin's affections, if truth be told.

"Well, uh... I mean, I didn't think that you got this because of — although you did buy a dress — but you never, I don't know. You never give while expecting something in return," Korra mumbles, not sure how to fully articulate her thoughts. "And I like that about you. I just really like you in general. Even if I still think that your opinion of me's a little, you know. Inflated."

Shifting uncomfortably, Korra lets out a small snort of a laugh as she pulls awkwardly at her shorts. "Also, you may need to show me where you got all of this, because lemme tell you something, tight clothes seem to fully encourage wedgies."