"I..." Korra's eyes rove around for a second, not even knowing exactly how to process the talk of City Hall. Or Asami. Or dresses and powder and all of that girly stuff in general. It isn't as though she doesn't like that stuff, or talk of perfect romances and of being swept off one's feet by another person. She does. As much as any girl might. But there's a certain expectation that's held of women who try to engage with any of the above, and Korra knows full well that she isn't the type to fit it most easily. She's... one of the guys, more or less. And she's pretty sure she likes being that, even.
Just, not all of the time.
"Are you kidding me? Of course I'm sticking around! You're basically my best friend, other than Naga. We enjoy the same stuff and you've pulled me out of a funk more than once, and you're so nice and fun and I, I don't know! I'm not sticking around because it's the right thing to do, I'm sticking around because I want to be here," she says instead, centering on the easiest topic of the three, arms almost defensively crossing over her chest before she thinks better of it, simply pursing her lips.
"And I... I wouldn't say we never clicked," mumbles Korra, shifting her weight again. She's not even sure how to defend herself more thoroughly on that front. All that she knows is that it feels kind of crappy to hear it so solidly from Bolin — we both know that we never clicked.
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Date: 2012-08-06 05:57 am (UTC)Just, not all of the time.
"Are you kidding me? Of course I'm sticking around! You're basically my best friend, other than Naga. We enjoy the same stuff and you've pulled me out of a funk more than once, and you're so nice and fun and I, I don't know! I'm not sticking around because it's the right thing to do, I'm sticking around because I want to be here," she says instead, centering on the easiest topic of the three, arms almost defensively crossing over her chest before she thinks better of it, simply pursing her lips.
"And I... I wouldn't say we never clicked," mumbles Korra, shifting her weight again. She's not even sure how to defend herself more thoroughly on that front. All that she knows is that it feels kind of crappy to hear it so solidly from Bolin — we both know that we never clicked.