Korra hit the ground hard. Her head was spinning, and she couldn't stand on her feet. The world swayed back and fourth around her. On her knees, she gasped for breath as a figure stood over her. "I know," she said angrily. "I'll do better."

Tenzin looked down at her, eyes filled with sympathy. "Have you something on your mind, Korra? You seem more distracted than usual today."

Her brain filled with the image of a tall, pale man with an angular face and wavy black hair. The man in her mind was smirking. Tahno, of the Wolfbats. She just couldn't get his face out of her head. It's not like she was attracted to him or anything. That was ridiculous.

"No," she said. "I'm just tired is all."

Tenzin looked down at her with a smile. He offered her a hand, and hauled Korra to her feet. "Nothing happened during your dinner with Bolin?"

"No. Everything's fine."

"Alright. Take the rest of the day off. Go into town and clear your head."

"Really Tenzin!? Thank you thank you thank you!"

Korra walked through town, browsing the shops. She passed clothing stores and tea shops, libraries and cafes. A small amount of money jingled in her pocket as she walked into a shop called Republic City Outfitters. She looked through the clothes, finding only a few things slightly decent. Korra would never understand this new fashion thing. Before she left, Tenzin had advised her to find something suitable to wear in front of Republic City's Council. She grabbed a couple dresses and some shirts off the rack.

Heading to the fitting room, she noticed a certain black haired Waterbender. Ducking her head, she quickly stepped into a small cubicle. She cursed herself for picking out such revealing clothes. She changed out of her Water Tribe garb and into a small black dress. There was no mirror in her cubicle. Peeking over the top of the stall, she quickly moved in front of the three-way mirror in the hall. Were dresses supposed to look like this? Did it even look nice? She closed her eyes, trying to think of the last time she saw someone wearing a dress. Korra supposed it should flatter her body more. Or something.

As she turned around, she was startled to find Tahno leaning against the wall, watching her. Color flooded her cheeks; she didn't like the way he was looking at her. This was definitely not the dress she was going to buy.

"Uh-vatar," he said, nodding at her outfit. "Would you like some help?" At first Korra thought it was some sort of pick-up line, but then she realized he was genuinely offering to help her. Her first instinct was to say no, she didn't need his help. She barely knew him. Korra glanced back at the mirror and looked at the dress again. It really was an ugly design.

He hadn't waited for her to say yes. She turned around and Tahno was no where in sight. She crossed her arms, impatiently waiting for him to come back with some miracle of fashion. He returned moments later with a lacy black bra dangling from his index finger and a light blue dress draped over his other arm. He was smiling that seductive smile of his again.

Eyeing him suspiciously, she grabbed the clothes from his hands and took shelter in the fitting room. Korra paused a moment. Tahno, sensing her discomfort, said, "Don't worry, uh-vatar, I won't peek."

Tahno sat on the ground far away from Korra's stall. He smiled to himself. He knew she would be needing an outfit to go in front of the Republic City Council in. Tahno had picked out the clothes ages before the Avatar had even arrived. He had even gotten an employee to model the outfit beforehand by asking nicely. He glanced at the mirror and fixed his hair. It had gotten longer than he remembered. "Korra, should I cut my hair?" he asked suddenly.

"What?" she asked. "No. Um, yes? I don't know, Tahno. Whatever you want." Korra walked out of the cubicle as she finished talking. Tahno got back on his feet, aware of how high the dress was. She was looking in the mirror, frowning. The Wolfbat was careful to keep his eyes on Korra's face, not her body. Korra saw him standing behind her in the mirror. He was extremely close to her, and she quickly stepped forward. "Well?" she asked.

"Beautiful," Tahno said honestly. She truly looked stunning. "I've got to run. Glad to be of help, uh-vatar." And just like that he was gone, leaving a confused Korra in his wake. Had he really just helped her for no reason? Maybe she had misjudged him. She silently mused about the Wolfbat as she undressed and went to the cashier and bought the garments.

"So you're the girl he wanted these for," the girl at the counter said blandly. "This is my size too."