She flops back down onto the couch when Bolin starts to unpack the rest of the bags he has in tow, pulling the one he'd kept separate for her onto her lap and idly peeking through the bag — not seeing any of the garments, really, but instead at least giving herself something to do. In and out she breathes, cheeks still faintly pink and overly warm as she listens to all that he has to say. It's at once not familiar and yet achingly so, because if they're family, they've been that for months now. Hearing it, however, is another thing.
And only something she can come to expect from Bolin, it seems.
"Well, I... I think that it is. I don't know. I think Republic City has it right when they point out that I don't really know what I'm doing, and I don't even know how to be a normal kid because of the way that I grew up. I didn't know how to budget or anything like that, not until I met you and Mako," mutters Korra, tugging the dress out of the bag and laying it over her knees. "I'm not trying to get terribly down on myself and I'm not mad that you think all these great things about me, it's just not always easy to see all of them. I know that I could kick butt at pro-bending, I'll give you that, but... I don't know. I guess I'm just not as confident anymore."
Her toes nudge into the carpet of the apartment. "It's just. Sometimes I feel like I need to talk to someone, like I need advice on how to be a girl or how to handle everything that comes with just being a girl, all the Avatar stuff aside. I kind of had that with Pema, but even then, I don't know if her situation was anything like mine. It's all just. Really confusing."
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Date: 2012-08-06 06:30 am (UTC)And only something she can come to expect from Bolin, it seems.
"Well, I... I think that it is. I don't know. I think Republic City has it right when they point out that I don't really know what I'm doing, and I don't even know how to be a normal kid because of the way that I grew up. I didn't know how to budget or anything like that, not until I met you and Mako," mutters Korra, tugging the dress out of the bag and laying it over her knees. "I'm not trying to get terribly down on myself and I'm not mad that you think all these great things about me, it's just not always easy to see all of them. I know that I could kick butt at pro-bending, I'll give you that, but... I don't know. I guess I'm just not as confident anymore."
Her toes nudge into the carpet of the apartment. "It's just. Sometimes I feel like I need to talk to someone, like I need advice on how to be a girl or how to handle everything that comes with just being a girl, all the Avatar stuff aside. I kind of had that with Pema, but even then, I don't know if her situation was anything like mine. It's all just. Really confusing."