The sun had barely risen when Korra stepped out of her room, still wearing the same thin sweater she slept in. She hadn’t expected to see anyone this early; she was hoping for a quiet walk to ease her mind.

Instead, Kael was standing right outside her door. He didn’t knock; he stood there as if he had been rooted there all night.

The moment she opened her door, he exhaled like he had been holding his breath.

“Korra,” he said softly.

Her chest tightened. He looked like he hadn't ...