❝ Uh, actually no.
Thanks.. ❞Korra the caccoon.
❝Ƙorra,❞ Asami pouted stepping into Korra’s room, with a neatly wrapped blanket in her arms.
❝ℋow do you expect to get better if you don’t stay warm? Here.❞ unfolding the neatly wrapped blanket, she wrapped the blanket around Korra, stepping back with a smile.
❝That’s better.❞
❝ Asami, I said I didn’t need-… ❞
She doesn’t bother with an attempt to remove the blanket, she has at least four more to remove anyway.
❝I’m not feeling sick anymore. I just don’t want to be a burrito. ❞
