It's been a while since Septimus first officially met Korra. Of course, her presence on the network was notable, and either way he certainly remembered the... ah, incident regarding the clinic. It all added up to an interesting picture; for all that there are all sorts of odd sorcery in this place, and one or two who seemed to do something like watercrafting--bending, they called it--it looked rather as if Korra worked in more than one type. Septimus hasn't seen any of that since he'd come here.

And as much as he can find people to spar with, as much as his healing is in better form than it had been at home, as much as he's worked with as many of his skills as possible... great furies, it would be good for him to have someone who might be able to give him more of a workout.

And if she did, well, he's under the impression she might need some lessons in control. He might be the most qualified to give her that.

However, when he came across her while walking in Water Sector, that particular form of traveling on water was definitely not one he'd seen before. With barely a thought and flick of effort, he put up a windcrafting veil and kicked into the air, and trailed along after trying to puzzle out just what she's doing. Handily, it was along the path home. When she finally landed, however, that splash made him roll his eyes. (Then again, if he were totally honest, he could be that lazy when he was her age.)

He silently landed near a fence not far away, slightly off to the side, and dropped the veil. He'd totally been there the whole time, right?

With a gesture half beckoning, half closing his fist, the water left on the ground gathered itself into a sphere. Another faint flick, and it poured itself gracefully back into the river. "Need a hand drying off?"

The answer is probably no. But he's entertained.