As Bolin pushed her wheelchair up the ramp on to the boat Korra felt many things. She felt helpless that an avatar was confined to a wheelchair, the most powerful being on earth and she was confined to a simple wheel chair. She felt saddened that she probably wouldn't see her friends again for a long while but above all of that she felt happy as her best friend, Bolin, would not take no for an option and was going with her.
As they sailed away she saw Bolin shed a tear, Korra figured that Bolin was going to miss everyone especially Mako, Mako was his older brother who had taken care of him since he was six after their parents were murdered by a firebender. She still wondered why Bolin had chosen her over his brother and his own life. Why was she so important? She was a crippled avatar, who cares about that?
Korra pushed herself down to her room it was right next to Bolin's room; he had made sure of it. There is where she cried, she cried her heart out, and she cried so much that she needed a new sheet for her duvet. The worst part is she couldn't change it herself, she couldn't do anything herself. Every time she tried to move her arms higher than shoulder height pain would course through her. She carried on sobbing in to her already wet duvet sheet until she felt two warm hands on her shoulders, out of reflex she turned quickly forcing air towards the person but she regretted it as she saw Bolin hit the wall.
"Oh my spirits, Bolin I'm so sorry." Korra pushed herself towards him. He slowly got up putting his hand on to the wall for stability he groaned in pain. "Sorry Bolin you just scared me a little…" Bolin looked at her and smiled.
"I've been scared a little by Pabu I never earthbended him across the room" He joked chuckling a little as he tried to lighten the mood but Korra didn't feel like laughing or even chuckling all she could muster was a small smile in acknowledgement. He moved his hand to her chin lifting it up along with her head and made eye contact with her. He sighed.
"What's wrong Bolin?" she asked in a concerned tone. Had she done something wrong?
"It's nothing but you always used to laugh at my jokes, you know be – before the incident." Bolin dropped her head and looked to the bed his natural smile fell into a small frown.
"I know Bolin… pitiful isn't it the great Avatar crying in her room like a child." She started to sob again even though she held it in as best she could, she didn't want Bolin to see her like this, she didn't want anybody to see her like this.
"Hey!" His sudden change in tone scared her a little she looked up at him weakly as he stood there strong like the earth he controlled so fluently. "Look it's not pitiful, you were almost killed in fact no you were killed but you came back, I don't think it is pitiful to cry after just surviving death." He was so sure of himself so confident she didn't even know who she was anymore her tears came back to her even more frequent than before.
"Bolin I understand what you're trying to say but," Bolin instantly cut her off.
"No buts you're not pitiful, you're not weak. You are strong and there is one thing you have to remember," he came down to her level and looked her square in the eyes taking his hand in hers. "You are the great Avatar Korra." She just sat there wide eyed at his authority his power that he now held in her moment of disbelief and in her complete loss of hope he shone through with not hope but complete certainty that she would make it through her tough ordeal. But for all his certainty her doubt outweighed it all.