[ Unfortunately, the argument over Want To and Should would be simpler if it were about something as mundane as a choice of cereal. Hei may dispense death with a rote matter-of-factness -- one more task on the grocery list -- but he's not sure how to interpret Korra's attitude. Denial? Extreme foolishness? Extreme bravery? Or is she insouciant with the pretend-knowledge that if he spared her life once, he'll do it again? ]
[ He isn't sure. ]
[ Nor is he sure, even now, of how he feels about her. It's not the selfish focus of a Fuck-&-Chuck. But it's not enough to label as affection, either. It's hard to decide, because his own emotions hide themselves from him. He can't guess what sort of state he's in. His feeling shrink and evade, seen only from the corner of his eye, like creeping insects. Only when he looks the other way does he have a chance of confronting them. ]
[ Except he doesn't want to. Gaze averted, hands in pockets, he steps back, ] Because it's late. [ Not really. This is prime Happy-Hour for him. ] You should head home too.
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[ He isn't sure. ]
[ Nor is he sure, even now, of how he feels about her. It's not the selfish focus of a Fuck-&-Chuck. But it's not enough to label as affection, either. It's hard to decide, because his own emotions hide themselves from him. He can't guess what sort of state he's in. His feeling shrink and evade, seen only from the corner of his eye, like creeping insects. Only when he looks the other way does he have a chance of confronting them. ]
[ Except he doesn't want to. Gaze averted, hands in pockets, he steps back, ] Because it's late. [ Not really. This is prime Happy-Hour for him. ] You should head home too.