( thank you for that rather vivid mental image. mako has entered an indisputable realm of horror. he shivers, makes a face that almost mirrors her obvious dislike. no, thank you. avatar wu?? barely knew 'er. )

Let's do my psyche a favor and not joke about that.

( please. never again. he may have endeared himself to korra, but mako... well. he's not going to admit to having slightly more affection than 'annoyed tolerance' for him, but. either way, it's a narrow margin. )

It was just the job. Trust me, I wasn't hanging around with him for my sanity or well-being. Do you know he once got stuck in a shirt? And he wouldn't let me cut him out of it because it was 'rare elephant island silk', which I still think was just a sales pitch? Darkest day of my life.

( and, you know, it's mako, so... that's a pretty significant thing. )