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Cold.
Warm rain is something Korra was unfamiliar with. In the South Pole, precipitation meant more ice. So when it rained on her in the middle of Summer, in Republic City she discarded her waterbending version of an umbrella and ran like the madwoman she was.
At least, until she started sneezing.
Apparently, rain was still rain, and even though Republic City cold was like a heat wave to Korra, it still could make her sick.
Even the Master of All Four Elements wasn't immune to hypothermia, pneumonia, or even the common cold. So she knew she had to get out of the rain before she really got sick.
Problem was, she was completely lost.
She'd been so caught up in wandering in the rain, she hadn't been paying attention to where she was going. As far as she could tell, she was in a richer side of town, but that didn't do her much good. So she walked some more, trying to bend the water out of her clothes. But by this point, she was actually cold, and shaking so bad she couldn't even bend the water off of her.
She was just about to concede to standing on some rich guy's covered porch for the night, when she saw a familiar building.
The Sato Mansion.
And the lights were on. Asami was home.
Asami had moved back into her father's mansion when the company had picked up again. Soon, Hiroshi's equaling affiliations were long forgotten, and Satomobiles reigned supreme once again in the transportation world.
However, Korra herself didn't dare venture over there. While Asami didn't seem to have a problem with her, after a while, the girl had seemed distant, and Korra was afraid that Asami blamed her for everything that had happened with Mako, or at least resented her.
Oh, how Korra was glad she was done with him.
Korra had also been feeling strange around Asami. Noticing how green her eyes were, thinking about how selfless and brave she was, feeling her heart speed up when she was around. It made her hesitate about asking her for help.
But at the moment, beggars could not be choosers.
So Korra marched up the mile long driveway to the Sato mansion, and pounded her fist on the door.
One of the many butlers answered, recognized her, and sent for a towel and the young Satomobile CEO. Asami rushed down the stairs, and with no coldness in her voice or demeanor, rushed her soaking wet friend inside.
"What happened to you Korra?!" Asami asked.
Korra could barely answer, she was shaking so badly.
"Was excited... A-a-about non-frozen... Rain... G-got soaked... And lost... A-and too cold... To bend... A-achoo!" She sneezed.
Despite herself, Asami giggled. "You're so ridiculous. Come on, let's get you dried off. You can take a hot bath upstairs."
Korra nodded and followed Asami up the stairs and into the luxurious bathroom. Asami started the water with the many complicated looking knobs, adjusting the temperature. She brought out a towel from a cabinet, and said, "I'll bring you some dry clothes, you go ahead and take your bath."
Asami reached out to touch Korra's arm, and gasped at how cold it was. Korra's breath hitched. Even her fingertips were warm. Her touch sent an odd shiver down Korra's spine.
Korra looked Asami in the eye, and in that moment, experienced a thing called word vomit.
"I-I-I'm sorry for showing up unannounced and being such a burden and I'm sorry about your father even though I was right I was being a bad friend by not leaving it alone and I'm sorry about all that stuff with Mako and you deserve better than that and I'm really sorry for all the trouble I've caused you and- Mmph!"
Asami kissed her, effectively cutting Korra off mid-run on sentence. Suddenly, Korra wasn't cold anymore as she looped her arms around Asami's neck. When they both came up for air, Asami smiled and gently said, "It's okay. All of it. You're a better friend than you think you are. Now..." Her smile turned mischievous, "Let's get you warmed up."