[He stops shy of greeting Korra with the customary hug, the initial excitement of seeing his best friend--or the person who was his best friend--vanishing as his mind catches up with his emotions. Pavel changes course to hug Naga instead. There's still some happiness there, but it's tempered by the memories of their last two encounters and warnings to be cautious, trust less.]
Well, thank you.
[It's a stilted conversation and a stock reply. Chekov wants everything to be over and for them to go back to doing silly things like wearing fake mustaches. He wants to go back to trusting Korra completely--to trusting all of his friends completely. But Uhura and Isaak and Meyer and everyone else he spoke to about trust... there's no way to forgive and forget entirely without being hideously naive.
Chekov has never done anything halfway, and that extends to his relationships. The notion of holding back, of being slightly cautious, isn't one that fits with his definition of friendship. All or nothing. Black or white. Good or evil.
What is the City doing to him?
There's little pause between his response to Korra's question and his own, but he's clearly apprehensive.]
Have you been well? Jinora tells me so. [But Korra wouldn't tell anyone if she wasn't doing well, especially not the ten year-old.]
action - Tuesday 4/2
Well, thank you.
[It's a stilted conversation and a stock reply. Chekov wants everything to be over and for them to go back to doing silly things like wearing fake mustaches. He wants to go back to trusting Korra completely--to trusting all of his friends completely. But Uhura and Isaak and Meyer and everyone else he spoke to about trust... there's no way to forgive and forget entirely without being hideously naive.
Chekov has never done anything halfway, and that extends to his relationships. The notion of holding back, of being slightly cautious, isn't one that fits with his definition of friendship. All or nothing. Black or white. Good or evil.
What is the City doing to him?
There's little pause between his response to Korra's question and his own, but he's clearly apprehensive.]
Have you been well? Jinora tells me so. [But Korra wouldn't tell anyone if she wasn't doing well, especially not the ten year-old.]