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Howl's POV

Korra didn't come in to train the night before and I thought that perhaps she was still upset with me. That was until Mako called the main house late at night, saying that she was going to be staying with him. I was surprised however when the next day I arrived at the compound to find that she was already training, doing push-ups and sit-ups.

"I know you don't want to hear this, Korra," I began. "But I told you so."

The young Avatar didn't say anything, just let out a grunt as she continued her exercises. She knew I was referring to the billionaire playboy that had left a few days ago. The girl continued to ignore me for a moment longer before standing up, giving me her back.

"I know you were right," she finally said.

"About which part?" I asked.

"All of it," Korra answered. "I should have listened to you."

I sighed and walked over to her so that she was facing me. I looked into her eyes and I saw turmoil in her, but it wasn't as bad as before. It was calming and I knew she wasn't lying.

"Korra, you said you wanted to help Oliver change," I replied. "But he did change. That island changed him just like the prison changed you. You see that now, right?"

"It's not that I didn't see it," she said. "I didn't-I didn't want to." I didn't say anything at this. "I'm living a double life and in doing this Im taking the people that I love and putting them in harm's way. I'm giving up a lot so maybe…maybe I thought the universe owed me one."

I didn't know what to say to that. I knew what Korra was doing to those around her hurt her more than anyone else. But I somehow got the hint that maybe she saw Oliver Queen as more than just a friend.

"Look Korra, I'm not an expert in this but," I began, trying to figure out how to go about this. "I don't think love is about changing or saving a person. I think it's about finding the person who is the right fit. And one day you will."

"I think I burnt that particular bridge," she answered with a small laugh.

I shook my head, knowing who she was referring to. So maybe it wasn't about the billionaire playboy.

"Or maybe you already met that person but you're not ready to let them in yet," I corrected.

Korra didn't say anything at this just turned away and started to do her exercises again. I sighed. I didn't blame her for pretending not to like the guy anymore. Her best friend was dating him and she had already gotten a glimpse of what happened when feelings and this business mixed.

"I'm proud of you though," I said heading over to the exit. I turned around to find her staring at me, waiting for me to continue. "You gave both Oliver and Helena a second chance. The Korra I met a few months ago wouldn't have done that."

I let that sink in for her, watched as her brow furrowed pensively. "I'll see you later." And with that I left.

Korra's POV

I wasn't a kid person. I really wasn't. I mean…I wouldn't know what to do with a baby or any kid for that matter. But after spending a day with the little boy at the shelter something just…clicked. I didn't know what it was or how to describe it. I found myself spending more and more time at the shelter with the other kids; teaching them how to play games and even some traditional forms of Bending. Asami, Mako and I even had a self defense class for them.

Dating Ollie had its ups. Every month he began to send a generous amount of money which helped keep up maintenance and buy new clothes for them. Working with Tarrlok also had its advantages. Not only would I donate a large share of my salary, but I could also keep a close watch on him and had access to other files, which included many corrupt politicians that my alter ego would visit.

Surprisingly, Howl and my parents didn't seem to mind that I would spend all my free time over at the shelter with Mako. Asami's father sometimes kept her at the office, doing some paperwork or trying out some of his inventions so her time there was limited. My parents seemed to be happy that I was actually doing something productive. Even the sentry seemed happy to not see me as the Blue Spirit most of the time.

I was at the shelter, coloring with the kids when the little boy approached me. He still hadn't said a word and was relatively shy. Mako said that he only seemed to be interested in doing activities with me. He stopped his advance and placed his little hands behind his back, looking at the floor.

"Want something to color with?"

He hesitated a little but slowly nodded. I smiled and handed him a couple of drawings and some crayons. The boy looked at the material but didn't take it.

"I can give you my seat if you'd like," I offered.

He was shy, even with the other kids and wouldn't go near any of them. I sighed. I took one of the pages and gestured him forward.

"What's your favorite color?" I asked.

He pointed at the blue crayon and I picked it up before beginning to color the ocean waves. He looked at me curiously before coming closer. Slowly, he climbed into my lap and took the rest of the colors, finishing the picture. I froze. I had never had a kid this close before. He looked at me and smiled, gesturing to the picture. I couldn't help but smile back.

"You're really good," I commented. "How about you finish that one up and I'll start another?"

The boy smiled again and nodded. I didn't know how much time we spent coloring, all I know is that there was something about that kid that made me feel…different. I couldn't put my finger on it.