Korra dangled her legs off the ridge on Air Temple Island. It was her favorite place in the world just to think. For her it was the closest place she had to home- the South Pole. When she closed her eyes she would listen to the sound of the waves below crash up against the rocks. She pictured herself atop Naga in the brilliant white snow back home. On their usual walks Naga and Korra would venture to the edge of the ice and sit just as she did now. They could sit there for hours just taking in the sight of the never ending sea and enjoying the unique quiet that only the Arctic brought. It was a peaceful silence that she couldn't find in Republic City.

With everything that has occurred over the last few months silence was the last thing Korra wanted. Being the Avatar has turned her life completely upside down and all she wanted was someone to comfort her. It was out of her nature to need emotional support but she didn't necessarily want it either. She couldn't show any sign of weakness because she was suppose to be the mighty savior of the world. Everyone would panic if the great Avatar didn't have a straight head. Korra had to be strong for everyone. So she hid all her distress from her enemies, Amon and his chi blockers, and even her own friends. Especially her friends. More importantly, she hid her distresses from Mako.

Ever since the whole Tarlokk incident she hasn't exactly figured his feelings let alone her own. When they found her that night in the alley she was so surprised when it was Mako that pushed everyone aside and gently took her up in his arms. Perhaps getting kidnapped by a crazy bloodbender just made him a little more worried about her than usual? After all he had Asami and he loves her right? Whatever the case may be Korra still didn't want to think about it.

With a heavy sigh, she drew her legs in from off the cliff and rested her chin on her knees. From behind her Korra heard light footsteps. Thinking it was probably Lin or Tenzin she didn't acknowledge the person behind her. But then the person spoke.

"Wanna talk about it?" said a familiar deep voice.

Korra whipped her head around to see Mako standing above her with arms crossed. She began to blush a bit before turning to face the waves again.

"Uhh wh-what do you mean Mako?"

"I mean what's bothering you. You've been acting kind of strange since you came back from... Well you know"

Korra had a flashback of her running in the snow from her captors. She shook it off and replied with a dull tone. "I'm just fine thanks for asking. Why would you think something is bothering me?"

He sat next to her on the ridge leaning back on his elbows. "Well for one, you just sit out here all by yourself, two, you're too quiet all of a sudden, and three, you keep sighing like that."

"You don't say."

"Yeah well I just want you to know that I'm here for you if you need to talk. And even if you don't want to talk about it I'm still here."

"Thanks." she muttered plainly when in fact all she wanted to do was let out all her emotions right now.

Mako continued, "I know you've been through a lot Korra. And honestly I don't know how you can be so cool about it. You're the strongest and bravest person I know. And I'm not just saying that because you're the avatar, but because you're you Korra."

"Are you quite done bragging about me yet? I really appreciate it Mako but I cant do this right now." When she spoke tears threatened to spill out from her aqua eyes as more feelings swirled. She started to get up from the ground.

"No I'm not," he quickly grabbed her hand and got up with her,"I think I have more to say to you" He took a deep breath "Korra I... I..."

Korra starred into his golden eyes through her watery ones and she finally felt all her pressure explode at once. Korra began to sob heavily and just held onto Mako's hand. He pulled her into a hug, encircling strong arms around Korra. She melted into him. This was the kind of consoling she needed. And she felt so grateful that she didn't have to ask for it. For the first time in a long time she let someone see her in this condition, and she was glad that it was Mako.

After a few minutes he slowly and gently pried her from him. He took her face in his gloved hands and leaned in to place a sweet kiss on her forehead. Korra had surely gotten more than she had wanted. Her tears began to slow. The now wide eyed girl just looked at him in awe.

"I think I'll tell you the rest of what I have to say later," he said before wiping her tears away with his crimson scarf.