One pointed bite later, "Maybe."

He was glad that she seemed to be feeling better, though. He looked upwards as well, wondering if that was the same moon that looked over Republic City. Probably not, if he knew anything about astronomy at all, but there was some hope that maybe, just maybe it was. He finished the dumpling and then reclined back, next to Korra.

This had been pretty good.

This time, he was the one to change the topic. That was enough about Kithika and home. Time to talk about something light hearted. The conversation was decidedly more easy going at that point, and he didn't mind telling Korra more about some of the stupid things he and his brother had done.

In parks.

So it was sort of relevant.

But time passing and the night being relatively pleasant, and Mako didn't want to end the conversation earlier than he had to. Trailing off and eventually losing track of where his consciousness was, he eventually ended up falling asleep, and not paying attention to how in the end, Korra was curled up right next to him, her hand resting on his chest, and his head inclined towards her.