[The gesture does wonders for Korra's unease, making her face light up with a smile. Even if she can't fully heal Zatanna, Korra's glad she could at least do something for her.]
I think I got everything. [Korra directs the water back into the bucket.]
[It was pretty hard to explain what she meant without actual words, but Zatanna hoped that shaking her head for a moment might actually clue Korra into the fact that something she said wasn't right.]
[More specifically, Zatanna tried pointing to herself, then Korra, then downward to indicate here, and then shaking her head again.]
[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.]
[Maybe she's been lucky so far, she hasn't met anyone from her time yet. And she's never expected anyone from her world to remember her when they were from seventy years ago.]
[How the heck was she supposed to act out a person's na--oh, wait. She had an idea. Whether or not it would work was another story, but Korra had been clever enough to figure out her last round of charades. Think. Think.]
[First, she mimicked glasses over her eyes. A mask. Then, she pointed to just above her left breast, before drawing what looked like an "R" symbol. Hopefully, anybody who had encountered Robin before would recognize the patch on his uniform and realize she was talking about him.]
[Though Korra tracks Zatanna's movements carefully, her clues don't ring any bells for her. Finally, she shakes her head.]
It's probably someone I don't know. You should introduce us sometime. Any friend of yours and Conner's [hazarding a guess that they might know each other here] is a friend of mine.
[She shrugged again, not wanting to insist or keep Korra from anything important she might have to get to...but her expression look that much more open to the idea.]
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I think I got everything. [Korra directs the water back into the bucket.]
I just wish this wasn't the way we met.
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[It was pretty hard to explain what she meant without actual words, but Zatanna hoped that shaking her head for a moment might actually clue Korra into the fact that something she said wasn't right.]
[More specifically, Zatanna tried pointing to herself, then Korra, then downward to indicate here, and then shaking her head again.]
[Not the first time we've met.]
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Oh...we've met before this. You knew me.
[Korra bites her lip and looks away.]
I'm sorry. I...don't remember any of it
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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.]
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Your heart...you care a lot about someone. [A pause.] Someone who doesn't remember?
[Another silence as Korra thinks. Zatanna hadn't pointed at her, so...] Not me, but someone else?
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[She nodded again, then shrugged helplessly.]
[It happens]
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[Maybe she's been lucky so far, she hasn't met anyone from her time yet. And she's never expected anyone from her world to remember her when they were from seventy years ago.]
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[How the heck was she supposed to act out a person's na--oh, wait. She had an idea. Whether or not it would work was another story, but Korra had been clever enough to figure out her last round of charades. Think. Think.]
[First, she mimicked glasses over her eyes. A mask. Then, she pointed to just above her left breast, before drawing what looked like an "R" symbol. Hopefully, anybody who had encountered Robin before would recognize the patch on his uniform and realize she was talking about him.]
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It's probably someone I don't know. You should introduce us sometime. Any friend of yours and Conner's [hazarding a guess that they might know each other here] is a friend of mine.
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[Now that Zatanna's been healed up, Korra falters. Smiling a little, she stands up, a hand immediately smoothing down her hair in a nervous gesture.]
So, uh, I guess I should let you rest now?
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[She just didn't want to be alone. Not right then.]
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[The way Zatanna doesn't seem enthused doesn't go unnoticed.]
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Korra settles, sitting carefully at the edge of the bed.]
It's okay. I can stay with you as long as you need.
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[After all, it's not like Zee could really talk to her. About anything. At all.]
[But the company was nice, and more than greatly appreciated.]