He was nearly finished reading his paper when there was a knock on the door. The ninety year old grumbled as he got up. It definitely wasn't his brother who already had a key to his apartment and barged in as often as he wanted. If it was another salesman, he would waste no time unleashing a fireball or two until that person scurried away. He was genuinely surprised to open the door to reveal an elderly woman dressed in Air Acolyte garb.

"Jinora?"

"Hello, Mako," she grinned.

Despite being in her early eighties, her smile reminded him of the little girl he first met on Air Temple Island. "What brings you here into the city?"

"I have some news to tell you. May I come in?"

He nodded his head and she stepped inside. He closed the door behind her and took a seat next to her on the couch.

"Hana's arriving tomorrow morning," she announced.

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked away, "That's none of my business."

"You're the only one who hasn't met her yet."

"Well I'm not one of those old folks who spends their retirement traveling the world. Not going to cross oceans or deserts just to meet some kid," he grumbled.

"She's seventeen now, not quite the child we discovered anymore."

"Already?" he whispered. Seventeen, like Korra was when she first arrived. It was like a cosmic coincidence the universe was mocking him with.

"She would have been here earlier, but Liang was such a perfectionist. Made her practice lightning-bending for a few more months after she already passed her firebending test."

"That's being responsible. Lightning bending is extremely dangerous, not every firebender can handle that."

"Easy for you to say when you're not being swarmed by phone calls and letters. "Master Jinora, start training me now so I can get off this island. Master Jinora, I am so sick of Agni Kais." Of course her drawings of Liang are very humorous. The ones of his father are much more flattering..."

"Of course she would like his father," he snapped. Jinora awkwardly cleared her throat. "I'm sorry," Mako apologized.

"No need, I forget how… Never mind." She took a deep breath. "She'll be here at eight in the morning. Bolin is coming as well and Asami will be arriving in the city next week."

"There you go, no need for me to be there when there's a welcoming party already set up."

"At least I've tried." Jinora got up and Mako opened the door for her. "You are always welcome on the island, Mako."

"Thanks, but don't keep your hopes up."

When he woke up, it was six. He tried to take as long as possible getting dressed, brushing his teeth, and going out to get breakfast.

"What's the time?" he asked his waiter when he paid his check.

"7:15 sir." He didn't notice Mako's frown when he was handed his tip.

He stood at the bridge staring across the harbor at Air Temple Island. Seventy two years ago, he did the same one night when he met a crazy Water Tribe girl.

"I'll always love you, Korra."

"And I'll always love you."

"Stop it," he told himself. He had his chance, and then he waited for a second one…