Compass
Chapter Ten:
The Revelation
Jinora woke up feeling sick to her stomach. She could feel the bile rising in her throat as she scrambled out of bed, and only made it to the bucket and basin she and Kai kept tucked away in the corner of their room (usually for washing up) just in time. She vomited into the empty wooden bucket, Kai quickly joining her side, his brow furrowing in concern as he placed a hand her back, his other gathering up her hair and pulling it away from her face.
"Gyatso, you okay?" he asked worriedly, crouching beside her. Once she had finished retching up the contents of her stomach, Jinora coughed into her arm and then nodded weakly.
"Yeah. My stomach feels funny I guess." Jinora took a glass near the basin of water and sipped it, trying to get the taste of barf out of her mouth. "Eating rich food again, but I feel fine, really."
"You were feeling woozy on the weekend too though," Kai said, frowning. "I think you should go talk to Longshot."
"I'm fine Captain," she said again. "Honestly. It's only been a few days since the weekend, my stomach's just adjusting that's all." She wrinkled her nose at him. "You worry too much." Besides, she didn't want to bother Longshot with something that was probably nothing, and she didn't want the medic or her Captain to go overboard with buying herbs and medicine they didn't need nor could really afford.
Kai sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not going to get you to change your mind, am I?" Jinora smiled and shook her head. Sometimes, Kai hated how stubborn she could be. "Fine. But if you this happens again, or you feel woozy again, we're getting it checked out, deal?"
Jinora smiled a little at him. "Deal. I'm going to go get some more water, and brush my teeth. You get back to bed, we still have a few hours before we have to get up and you could always use more sleep."
Kai's eyes softened. Ever since he and Jinora had been sharing a bed, his nightmares had become far more manageable. Nothing had happened to trigger bad events except anniversaries of dates, and even those were easy to miss. There wasn't a lot of point of keeping track of explicit dates while out at sea, and most pirates didn't. Or at least, Kai didn't; the only one who really needed to was Otaku when it came to what they could spend each day.
"Alright," he said, and planted a kiss on her temple. He got back in bed as she left their quarters, and came back a few minutes later, her breath pure and clean.
She snuggled up to him, burying her face in his chest. Kai felt his eyelids droop and his breath even out. "Are you sure you're okay?" he murmured drowsily.
"I'm fine," she cupped one side of his face, stroking her thumb over his cheek. "Stop worrying, love."
She pressed a kiss to his jaw before they fell back asleep.
They docked at Tong Gong the following morning. The port was bright and busy, which was about what Jinora expected since it was renown for its sparkling gems and glittering jewelry.
"Ya have to see it, Jinora," Lefty was saying over breakfast, and Imaru nodded from his right. "No matter how rich your family is, this stuff is something else."
"Sea witch magic is sometimes interwoven into the jewels, protective enchantments and all that. And some of the regular jewels are imported from the Fire Nation but only made into jewelry in Bandit Bay," Imaru added.
"Extremely expensive of course," Lefty snorted.
"Have you ever stole any of it?" Jinora inquired curiously.
"Once," Lefty said, while Imaru shook his head. "Nearly lost my head for it, but stealing something that's so sought after...You can imagine the blood that goes into it." He shrugged. "Part of the reason I joined Zaheer, actually. A 17 year old with sea witch jewelry who sold it off quick as he could, I was in way over my head. Tired and true story 'round here."
Jinora nodding, knowing it was indeed true. As stories had been traded and exchanged, pasts brought up and explained of her fellow crew, Jinora had come closer to the conclusion that in many ways, this beat up old pirate ship was many of theirs' safe haven. Their sanctuary, finding them just in time when the world got too lonely or too hard, giving them a fresh start to create a life that felt worthwhile. She knew that for so many of them ―herself included― the ship, and their odd, unconventional family they had built within it, had saved them.
"As long as those stories have happy endings," she smiled, and Lefty inclined his head, grinning. "I'll have to see some of this jewelry now, however." Beyond her half of the anchor necklace, and her GranGran's old locket, she didn't have anything else. As much as she hated the over-elaborate dresses and corsets of her old high-society life, jewelry was one thing she missed having, to some extent. She'd never think of buying something so expensive, of course, but it would be nice to see such fine craftsmanship.
"Don't do too much walking," Kai warned from his seat the head of the table. "Lefty, you don't want to put too much weight on your spare, remember―"
"I remember Cap," Lefty sighed. "Don't worry."
"Although Lefty before you leave, I would like to talk to you about something," Kai said, almost nervously drumming his fingers over the edge of his chair.
Lefty arched an eyebrow at him. "Sure thing Cap."
Kai knew, deep down, he had no real reason to be nervous, but his heart was somehow lodged in his throat that mid-morning, just before Lefty, Imaru and Jinora were going to join the rest of the crew and head into Tong Gong. Everyone save for him and the older pirate were already above decks, either embarking or waiting to leave.
"So," Lefty took Jinora's usual chair in the dining hall, sitting down with a sigh. Even with his spare leg Lefty was fully mobile, but Kai knew he preferred to sit whenever he could. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
Kai felt like a little kid again, when Lefty had towered over him, far more patient than Ryu when it came to explaining the ins and outs of a specific chore, or what it was like to have people who actually cared about him, when Yung couldn't quite provide an answer. Taking a deep breath, and hoping he wouldn't be disappointed, the Captain's words came out in a hurried rush. "What do you know about pirate weddings?"
Lefty chuckled softly, before grinning broadly. "Ah, so that's what has you looking so nervous. Don't be, kid. There's actually a lot of different traditions, varies from culture to culture. But the most common type of pirate wedding is one I've attended a few times in my lifetime, so you're in luck. You got a ring yet?"
"Hoping to get one today," Kai answered, looking a little more relaxed. "Then I'll just wait for the right time to ask. But what exactly―how does the ceremony go, though?"
"Well, typically when saying the vows ―you can go the church-y route or write your own, doesn't matter― the couple in question give each other rings but also hold each other's weapons, whatever those may be. Putting each other's protection in each other's hands, y'see? There's a traditional song and dance, too, but that's fairly simple. You and Jinora would practice beforehand, not with each other though. Seeing how well the couple dances together when they dance for the first time is said to tell the fate of the marriage, so you two'll be just fine."
"A dance?" Kai's brow furrowed. "So, we sing?"
"A duet," Lefty confirmed. "Simple melody, beautiful lyrics. Bansi probably knows how to play it, come to think of it. You'll get the hang of it." Catching the look on Kai's face, Lefty chuckled again. "Ah c'mon Cap, you sing during music nights, don'tcha?"
"Well yeah," Kai rubbed the back of his neck. "But that's like, when everyone's singing. It's different." Then again, Kai supposed it would be different on his wedding day too. He smiled faintly. "Thanks Lefty. I'll tell you first, after I ask her―or you'll be second at least. Yung might come first."
Lefty beamed at him. "The man deserves it, after all the work he put into you two."
"Yeah." Kai's smile grew. "I guess he does."
The streets of Tong Gong were unlike anything Jinora had seen. Most of the ports they went to were so divided, like Republic City: there was a gleaming, upper class part of the city, and a shadier, mid-to-lower class part where trading that was both legal and illegal took part. The latter was the part she had gotten used to frequenting after years of not sparing a thought to it. The streets were far more mixed, those obviously rich and poor mingling. There was some underhand deals she had caught a glimpse of in an alleyway two stores back, but Jinora felt like for once, the live she had led and the one she had now was somehow being reconciled through the city. Both sides could co-exist. It gave her hope for her father eventually accepting her relationship with Kai.
Still, she knew that thieves and pickpockets were likely everywhere, so Jinora stayed close to Lefty and Imaru. They passed through the busiest part of the market, where the everyday shopping for food and clothing took place, to the more esteemed stores, like those set aside for only the finest jewelry. As the street cleared, the path they were on veered out closer to the shore, quaint little shops neatly aligned with a wide-set, organized stone road in between them and the sea.
Now that the noise had died down, Jinora concentrated on the calling of gulls flying overhead, spotting a few messenger hawks among them, and the waves lapping against the shore, and the quiet thud of Lefty's wooden leg against the stone street. Not for the first time, she wondered how it had happened. She had never asked, because it had never seemed polite, and then later it seemed like a sore subject for Kai yet not a prominent one at the same time. Her boyfriend had said he would tell her later, and she suspected that Kai held much more grief towards the event than the actual amputee.
"Lefty," she said slowly, "how did you lose your leg?"
Lefty paused for a moment. "It happened a few months after Skoochy the crew, so around 4 years now. Back then we still did a little bit of business with the Dai Li, but the incident with Quil's men had happened around 6 months before and Kai was still recovering from it, so when it turned out the Dai Li had started getting involved with the slave trade, well, he wasn't none too happy. He flipped Long Feng out, that's part of the reason why there's bad blood between them and us. We had a fight on deck, Kai and I were fighting back to back when he got stabbed in the side and went down, just a bit. I got a little distracted by that, and everything else that was goin' on, and well, all it took was one clean swipe. Longshot couldn't salvage what was left, so he cleaned it off to save my life."
"So Captain blames himself for it," Imaru finished, clapping Lefty on the back. "No matter how many times we all told him it wasn't his fault."
Jinora smiled humourlessly. "Of course he does." As if Kai didn't have enough guilt for things that weren't his fault. Well, now at least she knew why he had been a little upset, and in made sense in the way that was nothing but classic Kai.
They finally reached one of the first jewelry stores, Janni's Jewels and Gems, and Jinora peered into the window. Necklaces and bracelets were spread out behind the first, the next an assortment of rings. The sign in the second window said that apparently the rings in question were wedding and engagement rings, glittering in the midday sun.
Lefty smiled to himself.
Kai had meant to find a ring, not a kitten.
He had dragged Yung along with him, needing a second opinion, and knowing that his first made would agree to tag along. Besides, in most cases, Yung was pretty good at keeping a secret. And at keeping him calm. Money was something that was always pressing in on his mind ―feeding a crew of 25 men along with medicine, supplies, and ship upkeep was no easy task― but he very rarely found himself frustrated with his lack of it. This was one of those times.
All of the rings he had seen so far that seemed to suit Jinora, or ones that she would like, were far too expensive. The rest that fell within his price range were either too clunky or not good enough, and Jinora...Jinora deserved the best he could give.
"She'll love whatever you get her, you know that right?" Yung said tiredly, after they had left their fifth store.
Kai ran a hand through his hair, throwing Yung a sharp look. "You don't―" Yung raised his eyebrows and Kai's annoyance faded and he shut his mouth. Taking his frustration out on Yung was pointless and unwarranted. "Sorry, I just―I just want it to be perfect, y'know?"
Yung placed a hand on his shoulder. "I know kiddo," he said gently, as they headed back down the street. "Here's a suggestion, I actually have something that may fix your problem, back at the ship, so why don't we head back and then give this hunt another shot tomorrow, hmm?"
"We should probably head back for lunch anyway," Kai shrugged. Around half of the crew drifted back to their ship whenever they were at ports for lunch. The rest stayed out trying other restaurants or food, or too caught up in whatever work they were doing, in which case Daw made sure to set something aside for them.
The two pirates took a shortcut through a back-end alleyway, making a sharp left turn when Kai heard a very distinct, "Meow."
Kai turned around, and then looked down to find the source of the noise. A cardboard box had been set against the brick alleyway of one the buildings, and inside, staring up mournfully, was a kitten. A greyish coloured tabby cat, if Kai had guessed the breed completely. Unable to help himself, Kai tentatively reached out for the little creature.
"Hey there kitty," he grinned. The kitten hesitantly approached his steady fingers, and then licked at them. "Yeah, that's it." Not for the first time, Kai wondered why animals always seemed to like him more than people did, at least at first. "Alright, I'm just gonna pick you up and take a look at you, okay?"
"Kai, you know that it can't actually understand you, right?" That was Yung, his arms crossed over his chest, but he sounded amused anyway.
"Shush," Kai didn't take his eyes away from the kitten, instead scooping it up out of the box and cradling it close to his chest. It was so tiny it could fit in just one hand. "Where'd you come from, kitty?" He said, his other hand reaching up scratch behind its ears. "Your owners leave you? Your mama and papa?" He frowned as the kitten let out a little purr.
They had had a cat on the ship before, back when he was younger, named Whiskers to help deal with a mouse problem, initially. The old fat cat had passed away at a ripe old age when Kai was thirteen, and they had never had a reason to get a cat again under Zaheer. Kai had been too busy dealing with other issues, both personally and for his crew, to think of getting another one. And their crew had grown over the last five years as well.
But taking home this kitten couldn't hurt, could it?
"We're keeping it," Kai said decidedly, the budget be damned. He hated the idea of leaving this poor little thing at a big scary shelter. What if the other cats were mean to it? Or no one wanted to adopt it? He held the kitten out towards Yung slightly, still keeping it close to his chest. "Quick, check if it's a boy or a girl or whatever."
"Kai―" Yung began, but seeing Kai's stubborn frown, he sighed and directed his gaze towards the cat. "Honestly, the things I do for you..." he muttered. "Why can't you check?"
"I'm keeping it calm," Kai said, one of his fingers lightly scratching under the cat's chin. Yung sighed again, and then looked back up at Kai. "Well?" the Captain said expectantly.
"Girl," Yung frowned.
Kai hummed happily. "Well Gyatso won't be so outnumbered anymore, at least."
Yung's frown lifted into a smile. "So, you're taking in a stray?"
"I'm pulling a you," Kai corrected him. "I was a stray kid, this is a stray kitten. Not that different, really."
"I'm just hoping this little lady won't be as much trouble as you were," Yung grinned. Kai smiled back at him.
"Yeah, me too."
Within seconds of foot onboard (or rather, being carried onto the Waterbender by Kai) the kitten had won them all over with a soft, curious, "Meow."
"She's adorable!" Momo squealed, his face scrunched up in excitement.
"She is our newest recruit," Kai announced happily. Momo looked so happy Kai thought he might start crying. "I found her in a cardboard box, and it felt wrong just leaving her there, and we haven't had cat in years, so...Say hello everyone."
"She'll need a collar," Otaku said, peering curiously at the cat behind his glasses. "Cat food's cheap, and so is a litter box, so we'll be fine. Longshot, what do you know about caring for animals?"
"Sea witches often had cats," Longshot answered. "Even if it's been awhile since Whiskers."
"I can sew a collar!" Imaru offered. "Make a cushion for a bed, too. Or she can sleep on one of our beds in the night."
"What d'you think Gyatso?" Kai grinned at his girlfriend. "Glad not to be the only girl on the ship?"
Jinora chuckled softly, reaching over and gently petting the kitten on the head, electing a soft purr. "I think it'll be wonderful, although you seem to be enjoying this more than I am, Captain. You're such a softie," she grinned, while Kai pouted. "Come on, big ruthless pirate Captain, you can't fool us." She gathered the kitten into her hands, the animal's doe eyes wide and bright as they both looked at Kai, whose frown faded. "Although, since this little lady will be staying with us, she'll need a name."
Not wanting 24 men to start shouting out answers, Kai raised his voice. "Everyone think of a few names and then we'll share them at dinner and vote on it."
He figured the best place for their nameless kitten to stay was with one of the crew members on cat duty, and gave the task to Momo and Pabu. Even if in some way Momo managed to mess up cat-sitting a kitten that could barely take a few steps without napping, he was sure Pabu would be able to keep things under control. The two made a good team, as a couple and as friends.
After lunch, during which Jinora had told him all about the jewelry she and Imaru and Lefty had seen, her smile was bright as any jewel, Kai hummed happily as Yung dragged him over to the sleeping quarters. Yung's bed, with rails set above like everyone else's, shabby brown curtains pulled back, with a trunk set at the end of it. The trunk was battered and worn, as Yung had had it for nearly twenty-five years, ever since joining the Waterbender. Yung undid the latch and flipped open the lid.
Inside mostly was clothes, a stack of shirts, a few of which with old stains that looked suspiciously like beer, along with extra pants and socks and undergarments (the latter Kai really didn't need to see). Tucked underneath some rolled up socks was a small box, a worn wooden one Kai knew held some of Yung's more personal belongings. But what did this have to do with ring shopping?
Yung sat on his bed and Kai uncertainly took a seat next to him as the first mate set the box in his lap and then opened it. He took out a few black-and-white photos: one was of him and his father, who bore a striking resemblance to Yung in his adulthood, standing next to the water. Another was a wedding photo of Yung's parents, and then a family portrait when Yung had been a child, before his mother had passed away. As the only child of his deceased parents, Yung had inherited nearly everything from both of them, some of his father's possessions going to his father's brother, but that was about it.
Kai noticed Yung's eyes growing watery, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You okay?" he said softly.
Yung sniffled, and then his eyes crinkled as he smiled. "Fine. Just haven't looked at these in a while, that's all..." Yung placed a hand over his. "Thanks kiddo."
Kai shrugged. "No problem...I've met your Uncle, haven't I?"
"A few times," Yung said, smiling. "He doesn't look too much like me though, took after the other side of the family. But my family's not why we're here―well, it sort of it is, 'cause it's about you, but..." Yung lifted a few more things out of the box, like a very tiny box of velvet that Kai assumed held Yung's parents wedding rings, and a ripped ticket from some kind of train or boat, crumpled and yellowed with age. Underneath all that was a thick wad of bills, with another photo resting underneath it, but the white back was facing him instead of the actual photograph.
"I didn't know you had all this," Kai said quietly, as Yung took out the money.
"I made half from work and the other half I inherited from my father after he passed," Yung said. "Saved it for a rainy day, or other special occasions. Gave it away to the ship's budget more than a few times." Yung divided the bills into two piles, one much larger than the other. Yung put the larger stack back into its hiding spot, and then picked up the other half. It was small, but still a decent amount of money. "This," Yung smiled, "is for you."
Kai's eyes widened. "What? No! Yung, you can't―"
"I can," Yung said gently. "And I will. It's not much, only $300, but it'll help you afford some of those better rings. And what d'you think I set this money aside for, anyway? I've been saving it for you."
"Me? W-what about your uncle and cousin?" Kai spluttered.
Yung squeezed Kai's hand. "You're my family, kiddo. I want to know you have something to fall back on if anything ever happened to me."
A lump formed in Kai's throat. "Nothing is going to happen to you. You're―you're going to fine. You're going to die a fat old happy man."
Yung smiled sadly. "That's something you can't control, kiddo. We have an 18 year difference, it's gonna catch up to us one of these days."
"Yung..." Kai stared at the floor, the lump making it harder to breathe.
"Cheer up kid, we still got a while before it does," Yung said. "Now, you're taking this," Yung waved the wad of bills in his hand, "and you're going to get Jinora the perfect ring, and you're going to stop stressing about it, understand?" Yung stared hard at him when Kai didn't look up at the floor, the Captain's frown only deepening. "Kai?"
Kai suddenly looked up and hugged him, wrapping his arms tightly around his first mate. "Don't leave me." His voice was thick with tears. "I just―I can't―" The panic of seeing Yung get hurt, stabbed or even just ill made him feel sick with helplessness. Kai's fingers curled into the fabric of Yung's shirt as he bowed his head, his eyes stinging. "Just don't leave me."
Yung ruffled Kai's hair, hugging him back tightly. "I won't kiddo, I promise. You've stuck with me for 14 years and that's not changing anytime soon if either of us have a say in it, promise."
Kai took a deep shaky breath, and once they broke apart, reached up to wipe his eyes, a lone tear trickling down his cheek. That, Yung knew, spoke volumes. "You've barely ever cried in front of me," Yung said softly. "But you can, y'know. It's alright."
Kai smiled a little when Yung brushed the tear away. "I'm trying."
Yung smiled back at him. "All I've asked you to do." Yung took his hand and pushed the bills into it. "Now, go get your girl a ring."
Kai laughed slightly, his hand still reluctant to take the money, but he slipped it into his pocket anyway. "Alright."
He found the ring after another five stores, and stowed it away somewhere he knew Jinora wouldn't find it beforehand. He had only ended up using $100 of Yung's gifted money, and planned on slipping it back into Yung's trunk when he got the chance, a spring in his step as he walked back to his ship. Maybe things really were looking up.
Or, maybe not, since somehow their kitten had been named Mouse. It was (to no one's surprise) Momo's fault for letting the word slip, and well, now the cat wouldn't respond to anything else.
"Odd lil' beastie," Lefty said, Mouse curling up in his lap at dinner. Imaru had already started working on a collar, hoping to embroider the name onto it, and they had just accepted the irony of having a cat named after its natural prey.
"I guess she fits right in, then," Kai said happily, looking around at his crew. A murmur of agreement ran through them, and the Waterbender sailed through the waves, and everything was for once, as it should be.
They had been out at sea for a week and a half when it started to rain. Rain wasn't exactly an uncommon occurrence, and the past week had been a peaceful one in comparison to the weekend Jinora had endured with her family. The crew had gone with their chores (she herself had done both cooking and mopping the deck) and with their lives.
The overall trading at Tong Gong had been a success and they were sailing a few day's journey to Yun Ho with more gold lining their pockets and still a few crates of jewelry stowed away in The Waterbender's large storage room.
If anything, the soft pitter patter of rain felt like the universe just giving her one more little perfection to enjoy. The crew hastily headed below decks, crowding in the narrow hallway, when Kai stuck out his hand and grinned. "It's warm rain."
"And that means?" Jinora asked curiously, letting out a shriek when Kai took her hand and pulled her out into it. "Captain, what are you doing?!"
"Playing in the rain Gyatso!" Kai shot her an absolute shit-eating grin, and she glared at him, her hair quickly being plastered to her face.
"I'm going to kill you," she glowered.
"Have to catch me first."
Jinora growled and then ran after him, nearly slipping on the deck as the water seeped into the wood. Grinning, Yung looked back at the rest of his men, huddled together in the crowded hallway. "What do you think?"
"Means a lotta laundry," Longshot said. "But no colds."
"Who's on laundry this week anyway?" Lefty asked, Mouse's furry grey head sticking up curiously from his shirt pocket from where she had been napping.
"Ryu."
"Ah, who cares then," Lefty shrugged, and stumbled out into the rain.
"Hey!" Ryu said indignantly, but he couldn't stop the rest of the crew from going out into the rain with big grins on their faces. Their Captain and Jinora had given up on their game of case, Kai having pulled her close and kissed her softly on the mouth, before he offered her a hand.
"Bansi, a little help?" Kai asked, and the musician pulled out his flute and started playing a tune. Kai placed a hand on Jinora's waist and the rest of the crew paired up, Momo and Pabu laughing so much they could barely dance straight. Even a still grumpy looking Ryu had been pulled out into the fun, as Kai and Jinora danced together to a haphazard melody punctuated with more laughter than any real rhythm.
"Still going to kill me?" Kai smirked.
Jinora rolled her eyes. "I'm debating it."
"Nah, you like me too much."
"Well," Jinora tried not to smile. "Someone's very full of himself."
"What can I say?" Kai stepped away to expertly twirl her before bringing her back into his arms. Maybe their wedding dance would go perfectly fine. The weight of the ring in his pocket (he had carried it around every day, not having yet found the right moment) seemed to lighten somehow. "I'm, in your own words, an arrogant bastard."
"You're also the love of my life," Jinora poked him in the chest.
Kai beamed at her. "I think I prefer the first one."
Jinora laughed. "You're unbelievable, that's what you are."
He brushed some of her wet hair out of her face. "You're pretty unbelievable yourself."
"Just shut up and kiss me," she said happily, and he was more than happy to oblige.
At the mention of anything to do with the word "period" Kai became a helpless, blushing mess. Jinora supposed it made sense. He had, for many years, been raised by 24 men with little to no interaction with women. She had learned not to bring it up often, although he did try to be helpful and sympathetic when she was having cramps, even if he was thoroughly grossed out as to why she was having them.
She prepared herself for it when she announced to him, one morning when they had lounged around in bed and gotten dressed (and partially undressed) with each other, "My period's late."
Kai froze in tying his sword belt around his hips. "And―and it shouldn't be?" he asked nervously, red creeping over his face and tinging his ears.
Jinora shook her head. "No. The birth control potion Longshot brews for us keeps it on track so...Well, I think I might know why I was feeling sick the other week. Nothing bad," Jinora said quickly, catching the look on his face. "But I want to confirm it with Longshot, and you should be there."
"As long as it's nothing bad," Kai said, finishing up with his belt and walking over to wrap his arms around her. He leaned in to kiss her briefly. "When you wanna talk to him?" Since the Waterbender was currently out at sea, with even the curves of the Gold Coast out of sight, they had all the time they wanted to do things onboard the ship.
"This afternoon, I think, after lunch."
"Alright then."
Jinora had promised it was nothing bad, but Kai couldn't help but worry a little. Jinora hadn't feel woozy or ill since, but that didn't mean there couldn't be something. Early spring, when winter was still melting away, was one of the most common times for colds.
Kai felt like he was missing a piece of the puzzle, however, when upon learning Jinora's symptoms, Longshot requested her for to pee into a little vial. What was happening? It got even weirder when Jinora's urine was mixed with some kind of sea witch concoction, and then glowed for a moment, before turning a pure, strong gold.
Jinora's eyes widened, but Longshot simply smiled as she and Kai sat down in some nearby chairs, her hand tightly gripping his. "It's not a cold," Jinora said, seeing Kai's confused look, but it sounded like she was having trouble getting the words out. "Or any kind of illness."
Kai's brow furrowed. "Then what―?"
Jinora looked to Longshot. "Can you...?"
The medic cleared his throat. "Jinora's pregnant."