[No, clearly he hasn't. And if she's not careful- this amazing whirlwind of a girl -she's going to find herself crushed on by an earthbending doofus who had his heart broken not too long ago. (He's over it- he has to be, since it's Korra. And his brother. Double ouch.)

In any case, the sight of the broomstick brings back a City memory with almost gut-punching clarity, which snaps him out of his awkwardness.]

Hey, hey, hey! I remember this! Flying lessons! You taught me all I know of the fine art of airborne broom travel. [He wipes away an imaginary tear, then clambers onto the broom.] Ginny, I trust you with my life.