She’s been off lately, ever since Korra arrived. You liked Korra, and she liked you. It was obvious, according to Kuvira. Maybe she was jealous, or hurt. You couldn’t tell.

Tonight, you arrived in you and her’s room, in comfy clothes, ready to have your usual midnight talk. However, she turned her back on you and laid down.

“I think The Avatar would prefer if you were with her, tonight.” She muttered harshly, not bothering to say Korra’s name.