[He isn't sure if he would rather hug her or shake her. He settles for raking his hands through his hair again, then waving one of them almost wildly.]
Let's skip that part and proceed directly to the explanation.
[KORRA YOU ARE GONNA MAKE HIM GO PREMATURELY GRAY. He rushes forward to catch her because it looks like she's about to fall over. There must've been a fight. A fight with a guy in a mask...what was it with guys in masks????]
But not Amon? [He shakes his head.] Right. I've made an executive decision- we'll discuss particulars later. I'm gonna get you home, first.
[Korra does not fall over, thank you very much. She is perfectly capable of walking on her own. She shrugged off way worse injuries than this back in Republic City.
Of course, it doesn't really occur to her that bodies need time to recover, time that she hasn't been giving hers. Those old injuries she shrugged off before are going to exacerbate any she gets here. So you might want to stick close, Bolin. Just in case.
A spike of fear and adrenalin jolts through her when he says Amon's name, helping her hasten her steps home.]
No, not Amon. [She didn't think so. It hadn't even occured to her at the time -- his mask had been so stupid looking, and he didn't use bloodbending.] He attacked me with some sort of gas, and then I chased him and he electrocuted me. [Those were Equalist techniques, though. Her voice gets just a little uncertain as she speaks.]
[Yeah, don't mind if he does stick close. He's even more inclined to do so now, what with the talk of gas and electrocution. Not good. Perhaps foolishly, he'd allowed himself to believe they wouldn't have to deal with Equalist nonsense here, but how many times had trouble found him when he wasn't even looking for it?]
I'm a trouble magnet. [He sighs, completing his own train of thought aloud. It's only after he says it that he realizes how weird it must sound to someone who isn't on the train. Oh well. Back on topic!!!] Did he have one of those modified gloves?
That would be you. [He runs a hand over his face and sighs. Korra's beat up, but in one piece. Could've been worse. A lot worse.] Next time you go running off in search of danger, remember we're a team, okay? [He jabs a thumb at his chest.] Wingman!
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Let's skip that part and proceed directly to the explanation.
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There was this guy. He had some kind of weird mask on.
[...did it start snowing again? Bolin's getting a little blurry...]
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But not Amon? [He shakes his head.] Right. I've made an executive decision- we'll discuss particulars later. I'm gonna get you home, first.
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Of course, it doesn't really occur to her that bodies need time to recover, time that she hasn't been giving hers. Those old injuries she shrugged off before are going to exacerbate any she gets here. So you might want to stick close, Bolin. Just in case.
A spike of fear and adrenalin jolts through her when he says Amon's name, helping her hasten her steps home.]
No, not Amon. [She didn't think so. It hadn't even occured to her at the time -- his mask had been so stupid looking, and he didn't use bloodbending.] He attacked me with some sort of gas, and then I chased him and he electrocuted me. [Those were Equalist techniques, though. Her voice gets just a little uncertain as she speaks.]
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I'm a trouble magnet. [He sighs, completing his own train of thought aloud. It's only after he says it that he realizes how weird it must sound to someone who isn't on the train. Oh well. Back on topic!!!] Did he have one of those modified gloves?
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[She takes a shuddering breath and thinks back.]
No, I don't think so. But I didn't get a good look at him. It was so dark and it all happened so fast.
[She's pissed with herself. She should've been able to handle this!]
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But we gotta find out who that guy is. I don't know what he was doing, but I doubt it was anything good.
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Anyway, I'm down for some detective work. We'll catch this masked joker red-handed! Or...red-masked.