"Like Bolin, did," he said. It wasn't a question, so much as him verbalizing exactly what he was thinking, allowing her to hear him process the information, however small it was. He was quiet for a long minute, though he tried to hide it with eating. But it was obvious that he was mulling things over.

What had happened to him and Asami had been one thing. It had been, in his opinion, needlessly brutal and public. There was no hiding exactly what they were seeing. How dangerous bending could be.

But Korra and Bolin were more subtle. Bolin was easy to pick apart, Mako didn't even have to ask the question, he'd revealed everything about what had happened in that other life with the barest of prompting. Both then, and then later at his suite. Korra was different.

Mako only had what he'd put together based off her amazement at him even being alive and her bending. He knew something had went horribly wrong, to a point that he couldn't even make complete sense of it.

Looking up at the stars, and then back at her, trying not to over press his luck... "What happened?"