[ Hei glances at Korra and tries not to quirk a smile, settling instead for winding his arm around her waist and squeezing hard. She smells wonderful to him, of summery outdoors and the faint dew of sleep. Gathering her in tighter, he presses his face to her hair, murmuring, ]

Just that not everyone is who they say they are. And not everyone has pure intentions. It's no reason to hide under a rock and avoid all humanity. [ Fuck knows, that's worked out so fetchingly for him. ] But it's better to be careful.