Without even looking or missing a beat, Korra grabbed four pieces of dried fruit and tossed them over shoulder. A large, white, furry mouth emerged and chomped down the pieces with a snap before lowering back down. Naga scooting may have been silent and unnoticeable for anyone who wasn’t paying attention to her, but Korra more felt her presence than saw it.

That and it had become a habit between the two of them.

"I’m glad no one got hurt at least." That meant Rex might be out of a job. Something she was already thinking of how to fix while opening her own soda can. “Well,”

She paused to chug the drink, and held her hand up when she was halfway through it. The carbonation hit her throat rather hard, but this obviously wasn’t the first time she did this. And it didn’t help that she was really thirsty to begin with.

Finally done, she wiped her lips with her wrist and crushed the can.

“I’ve been thinking about testing that spiky barrier around the palace. See if it can handle some heavy bending.” She said it tentatively, but with a raised eyebrow while looking at Rex to see if he was interested. “I’m kind of tired of waiting for someone to actually come up with a plan.”

That wasn’t her forte. Korra was the muscle of her usual group, and it’s a role she filled rather well. Albeit impatiently.