No stranger to cell phones and holographic projectors, Korra set her chopsticks in her food and licked off her fingers before picking up the phone to get a better look. Kedanese wasn’t something she knew, and the only person who knew the language that she knew of was Sabriel.

“I really need to learn this. If I can do English and pick up Spanish, then I should be able to do this.” Said absent mindedly as she tried to place the translation to the symbols in the picture. Why they felt the need to relay that message at the cost of their literal life blood was beyond Korra, but it’s important.

She stayed on the last picture, trying to figure out just what kind of experiments they meant. And if those were done before or after Malicant took the castle. There had to be a way to determine how long the blood had been there, and Korra had an idea for it.

Though she didn’t miss the way Rex explained it; hard not to when he was usually loose with most things like she was. Her blues eyes moved from the phone in her hand to Rex. “If you’re up to it, we can try to get back inside and I can scan it with my ring. It might be able to get more information, at the very least I can send it to Aya so she can look into it.” Her offer’s tentative, and she didn’t take her eyes off him while she waited for his answer.

If there’s one thing Korra’s learned the hard way, it’s not to push the friends she had here too hard.