[When he gets back to the apartment, he'll find that Korra has cycled through at least five other positions while he's been gone, ending up on her stomach, legs dangling off the side of the bed. She stirs, almost waking when he writes on her arm, but doesn't quite make it to consciousness.
It's fairly late in the morning when she does finally push herself out of bed -- slowly, reluctantly. Her muscles scream in complaint, and for a brief moment, she hopes that Li feels just as sore. She peeks in the laundry basket after forcing herself to shower, but her clothes aren't there. She wouldn't have wanted to wear them anyway, but...what is she going to wear out of here? She wraps the towel more tightly around her and heads out to the kitchen to snag some of Li's food and figure out what to do.
Except he's already thought of everything. She finds a cup with some strange mark on it, a hot breakfast, and a bag of clothes. She slips into the clothes, amazed at how well they fit, and scarfs down the food.
Rested, clean, fed, Korra feels more like herself. Queasy, anxious, guilty, grieving, but no longer bowled over. It's time to face reality.
Before leaving, she stops by to get a better look at the lizard.]
⊕ march 15th, late evening
It's fairly late in the morning when she does finally push herself out of bed -- slowly, reluctantly. Her muscles scream in complaint, and for a brief moment, she hopes that Li feels just as sore. She peeks in the laundry basket after forcing herself to shower, but her clothes aren't there. She wouldn't have wanted to wear them anyway, but...what is she going to wear out of here? She wraps the towel more tightly around her and heads out to the kitchen to snag some of Li's food and figure out what to do.
Except he's already thought of everything. She finds a cup with some strange mark on it, a hot breakfast, and a bag of clothes. She slips into the clothes, amazed at how well they fit, and scarfs down the food.
Rested, clean, fed, Korra feels more like herself. Queasy, anxious, guilty, grieving, but no longer bowled over. It's time to face reality.
Before leaving, she stops by to get a better look at the lizard.]
Tell him "thanks" for me.