Korra closed her eyes as she was wheeled onto the deck, the scent of the bay carrying on the small bit of wind. No one heard them, that alone was a relief. Korra looked at the water, remembering all too clearly the last time she waterbended.

It was a long time before furtively looked over to Asami’s chair, eyes on Asami’s shoulder. "Do you have to go back to work?" She hadn’t talked enough to even know how Asami was finding the time to be there; it was a sign of progress.