Woo hoo!

( she lets herself be lifted, knowing mako can support her, one handed, at least long enough for her to toss both fists up in the air, and praise the spirit raava herself. thank all the spirits, really. at least she has something - it really didn't matter what it was. she has a thing now, and feels immediately less useless than she did five minutes ago.

her hands settle on his shoulders as he sets her down. korra debates punching his arm again for lack of proper affection, but. she's gotten better. she hugs mako tight once more, up on her tiptoes. )

Thanks for not giving up on me.

( she doesn't think there's ever been a time when he has, but. still. she's always somewhat winded by mako's devotion, or any of team avatar's devotion. she hardly thinks she's worth so many good, compassionate friends. it's a wonder how someone as selfish as korra has been able to maintain them, but. for a time, really, she didn't.

it's a good thing that's over. ( although asami's not here. maybe she should write her letters for - when, if she ever arrives. ) she squeezes mako's biceps as she leans back, dancing eyes bright. )

It's not half as cool as your earthbending! I'm serious. You're, like, a legend.