Korra is. [ A lot of things, actually, and Mako doesn't have one neat definition for the space she takes up in his life. ] ...my best friend, and one of the wisest people I know. She's dealt with something like this before. In a way.

[ Mako's kind of relieved that he gets it. Or, rather, that there's someone else with similar thinking on this. There's a comfort in knowing that someone else isn't okay with their life being uprooted but choosing to accept it in order to get free.

Or. Well. He pauses, frowning down at Javert. ] You, uh. You don't look... like a dead man.