[Again, she shook her head, smiling weakly as if to say that no, you don't have to be sorry.]
[Then she pressed her lips together, trying to think of how to convey this next part. Zatanna never realized how hard to was to talk without speaking. She'd never had to think about it before. Especially here, with writing having been taken away from them. Couldn't even jot down a few letters in the dirt.]
[...okay, this was going to be really corny, but...]
[Her eyes lowered, and she pointed to her heart. Love. Somebody she cared about.]
[Then she looked up at Korra and pointed to her mind. Remember. While her finger was pointing, she sadly shook her head.]
[There's somebody else who doesn't remember either. Somebody I care about very much.]
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[Then she pressed her lips together, trying to think of how to convey this next part. Zatanna never realized how hard to was to talk without speaking. She'd never had to think about it before. Especially here, with writing having been taken away from them. Couldn't even jot down a few letters in the dirt.]
[...okay, this was going to be really corny, but...]
[Her eyes lowered, and she pointed to her heart. Love. Somebody she cared about.]
[Then she looked up at Korra and pointed to her mind. Remember. While her finger was pointing, she sadly shook her head.]
[There's somebody else who doesn't remember either. Somebody I care about very much.]