"Why?" The Waterbender looked up from her bowl of noodles, mouth full and juice dribbling down her chin. She raised a questioning brow as she swallowed and wiped her mouth with the back of her arm.

"Why what?" The former Pro-Bender across from her simply sighed.

"Why are you here?" Korra shrugged.

"You looked lonely." Tahno tried to give her a smirk and failed miserably.

"I thought you couldn't stand me." Again Korra shrugged. "Why aren't you hanging out with your ragtag team of miscreants? Surely you can't be so deprived of company that you choose to grace my presence, Avatar."

"I chose to be here, Pretty Boy. Don't make me regret the decision," she replied, slurping up another bite of her food.

"Why would you waste your time sitting with someone you hate?"

"I never said I hated you."

Tahno snorted at this. "Let's not lie to each other, Sweetheart," he said bitterly. "You and I both know you can't stand me." Korra sighed and sat her chopsticks down on the table. Why did he have to make this so difficult?

"Like I told you before Tahno, I'm aware we weren't the best of friends, but that doesn't mean I agree with what Amon did to you." Tahno stiffened at the mention of the man who'd taken everything from him. His lively hood, his gift…his very essence.

He'd lost everything that night. He'd lost his so called friends, his fans, the heard of women who would usually hang off of him, his respect…everything. And he wanted to know why. Why had this happened to him? And why did the Avatar, of all people, give a damn about what had happened? If she truly did, he reasoned, Amon would no longer be running rampant in the city. He'd be behind bars, or even better, dead. Tahno felt a sick pleasure at the thought.

Korra watched the man in front of her. He seemed so lost in his own thoughts, a million miles away. He looked worse from the last time she'd seen him. His hair was even more lifeless (if that was even possible). The bones in his face were more prominent. Had he been eating? And the circles under his eyes were deeper and darker. He looked like a wreck.

"Shouldn't you be focusing on capturing the man who did this to me instead of sitting here pitying me?" There was an edge to his voice that snapped her out of her own reverie.

"I'm doing the best I can," she said, narrowing her eyes slightly at the accusation. He scoffed.

"Then I have nothing to fear, do I?" He was being sarcastic. "Then why isn't he in custody right now? Why is it that you haven't been able to locate him if you're doing your damn best?" His voice rose, making several of the other late night customers look their way. Korra rose from her seat.

"At least I'm trying! What are you doing other than wallowing in your own self pity?" Their eyes met as they glared at each other, both daring the other to back down. "Look," she said, lowering her voice. "I am truly sorry that I couldn't stop Amon from taking your Bending. I wish more than anything that I could've been there," she continued sincerely. "But doing this to yourself isn't going to bring it back."

"I don't need your pity."

"Good. Because I'm not giving you any. I just want to help."

Tahno searched the Avatar's face for any traces of false intentions. He looked deep into those sapphire blue eyes, searching for anything that would betray her words, but all he saw was honesty and a little bit of guilt.

He scoffed again. "I'm not going to be your charity case either."

"You're impossible," she muttered, rubbing her temples.

"And you, Sweetheart, are wasting both of our time." With a sigh, Korra stood and left some money on the table.

"Why do you care anyway?" he asked, causing her to turn and look at him. She met his curious gaze with her own.

She thought back to her encounter with the man that had changed both their lives. He had struck fear into the Waterbender's very core, and had taken away the Bending of the man in front of her. She shuttered inwardly.

Keeping her gaze locked with his she answered, "You look like you could use a friend." He simply stared back at the girl. "I'll be on Air Temple Island if you decide you wanna talk," she offered before walking out the door of the restaurant.

Tahno sat there for a while longer, thinking the Avatar's offer over in his head. He tapped his fingers against the table. Maybe, he thought. Just maybe he would take her up on her proposition.

***** Hey! Quick note! I do not own the image being used as the cover for this story...so yeah. I do not claim it.

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