[Her cheeks flush a bit when Korra moves her hair away, feeling those funny things in her stomach and chest again that she knew about now. Merida's smile turned softer, pausing as she let one of her hands find Korra's other one.]
Rescuin' me, when those dogs were about.
[She lets Korra lean in, lets herself feel the way her stomach is coiling. The fingers that find Korra's hand trail up her arm, touch soft, not unlike a lover's.]
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Rescuin' me, when those dogs were about.
[She lets Korra lean in, lets herself feel the way her stomach is coiling. The fingers that find Korra's hand trail up her arm, touch soft, not unlike a lover's.]