I don't know, everyone here acts... pretty normal about it. [ And Mako gets that, in a way. It's a coping mechanism, a way to get by. Fighting against your own circumstances all the time is an exhausting thing. That's why Mako took on that burden for himself for so long, and let Bolin make the best of things.

He nudges her shoulder with his own as they walk, though. Just a little touch, to show her that he's here. ] We'll figure this out. And we can train more until our bending's under control. [ Mako glances up the street at the trail of fur, and stops. It just... disappears. Like there's fur and footprints and the vague smell of something burning, and then all of a sudden there's nothing. ] Maybe we go do that right now. That thing'll come back eventually.