[Asami has zero complaints about a hug. Really, the way she wraps her arms around the other woman and half sinks into her makes it clear that it's just the opposite. She's relieved, happy. As far as she's aware, she'd seen Korra only a short while ago -- barely more than a few hours at most -- but that had been long enough for her to begin worrying what it meant. Korra being here, wherever this place is, makes everything feel better, steadier.]
It's... usually a weird story.
[Her fingers tighten about the other's as the hug breaks, glancing back at the horde of skeletons.]
All right. But. They won't leave me alone. So they might be coming too.
[So she will more than happily follow Korra, but she can't guarantee they won't be leading a very bony parade.]
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It's... usually a weird story.
[Her fingers tighten about the other's as the hug breaks, glancing back at the horde of skeletons.]
All right. But. They won't leave me alone. So they might be coming too.
[So she will more than happily follow Korra, but she can't guarantee they won't be leading a very bony parade.]