( just because he fricked off to another part of the temple doesn't mean he's been ignoring or neglecting them either. just like korra knew where he was (in case he needed help, he's sure) he's been looking after them, too. pots of food delivered to their room, things like that. even when they're mad at each other, they're still very much a family.
when korra peeks in, he gestures. he's sitting on a raised rock outcropping, stirring a pot of curry at a little fire. he may not be able to bend the element any more, but he still knows how to build one and have it be small and smokeless and intensely hot. there's a little hole in the ceiling of his rock-tent for the wavering air to escape, but otherwise... it's pretty plain. )
Yeah, of course. Here.
( he heel-strikes the ground, and another makeshift chair claws its way up through the dirt for her as well, opposite where he's sitting. close enough to him and the fire that it isn't an admonishment or exile. they're both sensitive to these things. )
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when korra peeks in, he gestures. he's sitting on a raised rock outcropping, stirring a pot of curry at a little fire. he may not be able to bend the element any more, but he still knows how to build one and have it be small and smokeless and intensely hot. there's a little hole in the ceiling of his rock-tent for the wavering air to escape, but otherwise... it's pretty plain. )
Yeah, of course. Here.
( he heel-strikes the ground, and another makeshift chair claws its way up through the dirt for her as well, opposite where he's sitting. close enough to him and the fire that it isn't an admonishment or exile. they're both sensitive to these things. )