At Dinah’s mention of the word hope she blew hair through her lips similar to the way a horse might have. Not that she knew what a horse-horse was. Either way she found that to be horrible way to handle the situation.

When Dinah laid everything before her, Korra looked as if Dinah had just splashed tea in her face.

“First Toph, and now YOU!?” She couldn’t stop herself from blurting it out and subsequently slamming her hand into her face, welcoming the fresh, stinging pain it brought.

After a long, long pause of Korra just breathing through her nose and out her mouth, she finally said “At least you didn’t know. That means they’re letting him teach there without even telling anyone that he’s been known to be dangerous.” She scratched her hairline, looking up at the ceiling and she let out a huff of unamused laughter. “This is stupid. How could they be this stupi- You know what, I’ll just shut up. It doesn’t matter.”

Korra snagged her jacket from the chair and pulled it over her head, obviously frustrated from the way she had trouble putting it on. Something she normally did easily.

“Thanks for listening to me. Thanks for the tea and crackers” She didn’t sound thankful at all, it was practically spat out. No time was wasted as she made quick, broad strides to leave.

“Hope those lessons work out for you.”