Stiff at first, Korra loosened up after she heard his tone. The words weren't nearly as important as the way he said it and she took what she needed just then, hugging him back tightly. That physical reminder, having him there alive well, drove out the memory that had plagued her since she started explaining.

"Thank you." It was quiet, barely above a whisper and practically lost into his scarf. Korra waited until her breathing was clearer before straightening back up. She bought some extra time by looking at all the food she had brought up with them.

"Anything we don't finish, you can just give to Bolin, right?" It was a horrible play at changing the topic, but Korra wasn't at the top of her game just then.