Maybe. [Korra doesn't deny it. She, of all people, knows she used to jump to conclusions about people. That she still does sometimes even nowadays. She'd like to think she's come to know better, now that she's fallen for some fake smiles and lies and found out that some brash or cold exteriors hid better interiors. She's learned that first impressions can be really deceiving.]
But you changed and started caring about the people around you. That's what matters.
[Her gaze becomes unfocused as she lets her thoughts drift back to Amon and Tarrlok. Tarrlok had been sorry in the end, and he'd been so sure his brother had been gentle and kind once.]
Besides, your world kind of sucks, no offense. [Any place with a government that treats people the way they do Shirayuki and Fujimaru automatically gets that label in her books.] Sometimes...even good people change for the worse when the people around them are cruel.
You helped a lot of people when you called Stefan that time. That definitely counts for something. [And now she gives a soft huff of amusement.] Besides, you're not as bad as you think you are. Or...maybe I'm just so used to people being mad at me for other things, it's kind of nice that you take things so calmly.
[He's not sure if he was ever really a good person. He's been surrounded by cruelty for as long as he can remember, so he doesn't know who he was before all this. How much of him is his environment, and how much is simply him. For all he knows, being a sorry excuse for a human being is in the blood.]
Maybe that's what matters, maybe it isn't. [His tone is neutral.] Some would argue that you can never really fix your mistakes.
[Amagiya told him as much, at least—that he was beyond redemption. The idea still stings, but irredeemable or not, Fujimaru no longer has any intention of using that as an excuse to remain static. He did that for long enough, already.
He pauses, a little startled, when Korra tells him that he's not so bad. Not for the first time, he wonders if it's self-indulgent to be friends with people who keep telling him this sort of thing. Wally, Sakon, Korra... It almost feels a little arrogant.]
I'm probably worse than you think I am. [It's not meant to be self-deprecating; Korra never saw him as the Hachiouji Ward Chief, never saw how despicable he could stomach being.] Well, the feeling's mutual, though. I can see why people would get mad at you, and you worry too much, but you're not that bad.
[An odd look passes over her face right now, and her mouth opens slightly like she's debating saying something.
I can see why people would get mad at you.
Korra had actually meant the duties that came with being the Avatar--the fact that people would always blame her for something going wrong in the world, whether she tried to fix it or not. Fujimaru, though. He's saying this based completely on what he knows of her personally, not what he's gathered through hearsay or lore. Anyone else might have gotten annoyed at him for essentially saying she's annoying, but Korra feels a strange sense of relief. It's a reminder that people here see Korra and not just the Avatar.
She closes her mouth, smiling slightly as she shakes her head.]
I'll stop worrying when you stop getting injured so much.
[She's not even boasting, really, and it's said matter-of-factly. She's been training for years and years, on top of being the Avatar. She's supposed to be one of the best around.]
[It's the same for the both of them, then. She doesn't see him as the Hachiouji Ward Chief, and he doesn't see her as the Avatar. There's no reputation hanging over their heads here.
[He lifts the cup to his lips, and takes a slow sip before he clears his throat and settles it back down.]
That's not true at all. First of all - it's not how other people deal with what they go through. It's how you deal with it. That's it. No one else. You can't put a time limit on how long you're allowed to be bothered by something you've done or seen. You can't compare yourself to other people for two reasons - first, their life experiences have lead them to deal with things differently than yours have, and second-- Korra, you don't know what they're thinking. If they're hurting or not. People are good at hiding this sort of thing. For a lot of them, their lives can depend on it. It's not that they're lying to you about it on purpose, it's just-- coming to terms with trauma is difficult for everyone in different ways.
[He shifts his weight, and leans forward so his elbows are braced on the table. Sam put his problems on the table first. It's what made him an effective counselor. Never let it be said that Steve doesn't learn.]
I still have nightmares about the first time I killed someone with a bayonet. That's-- a knife, on the end of a gun. It was more than five years ago, for me, and when I dream I can still feel the heat rising off the [-- spilled intestines, but--] blood as it hit the snow. I don't think he was older than sixteen. Lot of boys lied about their age to sign up real young, on both sides. [His expression twists, and he tries for a weak smile.] That stays with you.
[And he wouldn't want it otherwise. The least he can do is carry that weight.]
[Wan just laughed and followed after. Perfectly fine with her leading the way. He didn't need to be in front until they were actually in Haven North. And he wasn't worried about the monsters in the tunnels, both of them were very good at keeping them away.
Once they eventually got to the other side, Wan hopped a cloud and started 'skating' through the streets in a lazy manner.]
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