( korra, cringing at the sight of this, comes running towards them swiftly, but not before naga snuffles her big nose around percival's hand, moving the herbs around. )
Ah! Sorry about that.
( she pulls naga's head away, one arm draped loosely around her neck. )
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Ah! Sorry about that.
( she pulls naga's head away, one arm draped loosely around her neck. )
She's friendly, I promise.