Korra. Hello.

[After only a moment's hesitation, and with his usual lack of tactful preamble:] It was inappropriate of me to ask to speak with you later about the--the incident, with Delacroix, and I am sorry for that. If I had known that she was the cause of your injury sooner, I would have taken care to keep you apart, and maybe I could have said something to her, or... Korra, Marie is very troubled, but I didn't know she was this troubled. It is usually harmless paranoia, or heavy drinking, and I didn't think that she would hurt anyone. That is no excuse, I know, for her or for me, but...

[There isn't a verbal break so much as a frantic hand gesture that seems to indicate a slight topical shift.]

I am sorry that you were hurt by someone that I know, and that I was afraid to discuss this at the party. Being dismissive--of what had happened to you, is what I mean--was wrong of me, and I need to tell you that I do care and that, normally, I would never side with anyone who would hurt you. I would never want to.

[He has to stop to take a breath and gather the rest of his thoughts. If Korra has anything to say, this pause would be a good time for it.]