That sunk it a lot faster than Korra would have liked it to, and she stood there listening as she worked it out in her head. She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it instead and furrowed her brow.

Part of her wanted to be angry, the way she would have been when she first arrived months ago; before she settled in and saw her future. But that was washed over by the repeating wave of the words 'It's over...' and Korra folded her arms, her fingers on her ribs.

"A lot of things can change here." It wasn't much of an answer, but she had no idea how to even broach the subject.