[ Even if they don't know anything else—what's coming for them, what the people here are like, why they can suddenly do these things—Mako knows that much. Varian is smart and picks things up quickly: he can learn to bend. Maybe it'll be good for him to be a little more connected to his body. ]
But... I get it. The ice thing isn't exactly normal for my world. I shouldn't be able to do that. It's wrong. And I'm—you know. Dealing with it, but I...
[ Spirits, why is it always so hard to do this? How does Wu make it so easy? He spills his feelings like grain, letting them fall and sprout and make space. Mako needs to learn how to do that. He has to suck in a bracing breath, curl his scarred fingers over an exposed nub of driftwood. It smells like salt and sun-bleached wood. ]
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[ Even if they don't know anything else—what's coming for them, what the people here are like, why they can suddenly do these things—Mako knows that much. Varian is smart and picks things up quickly: he can learn to bend. Maybe it'll be good for him to be a little more connected to his body. ]
But... I get it. The ice thing isn't exactly normal for my world. I shouldn't be able to do that. It's wrong. And I'm—you know. Dealing with it, but I...
[ Spirits, why is it always so hard to do this? How does Wu make it so easy? He spills his feelings like grain, letting them fall and sprout and make space. Mako needs to learn how to do that. He has to suck in a bracing breath, curl his scarred fingers over an exposed nub of driftwood. It smells like salt and sun-bleached wood. ]
It feels weird. Wrong.