[Instead of answering out loud, Jinora just wriggles closer. Not that she'll admit it, but it's nice to have someone there... even when that someone is a secretive Avatar.]
[ You can cut the tension in this house with a knife. Lin can feel it in the ball of her foot, the thickness of the silence.
At first, she was enjoying the quiet, let's be honest. But now she thinks that something needs to be done. She refuses to tiptoe around whatever kind of silly disagreement the children have had. ]
[ So she knocks on Jinora's door, and speaks through the wood. ] Can I speak with you?
Not in so many words. [ But Korra wears her emotions on her sleeve. She seems to be upset about something or another about thirty percent of the time, but generally that's directed outward toward someone in the City. Not in here. ]
[There's no sense in not telling Lin what happened, especially since she figured part of it out on her own. The girl hugs her knees to her chest and sighs.]
I found something in Korra's room and she wouldn't tell me about it, so I told her I deserve to know because I'm her trainer. She told me that I'm not like Tenzin--that I'm just a kid. [Jinora sniffs just a little.] And she's right.
[ Lin pours over this information for a moment. She wants to ask what Jinora found, but on the other hand, she probably doesn't want to actually know what it is, either. ]
You're the same age my mother was when she began traveling with Avatar Aang. [ Her tone may be matter-of-fact, but she's trying to be reassuring. ] That being said, I'm not sure that pushing too hard was a good idea. You are perfectly qualified to train her. But perhaps not to parent. Does that make sense?
[Jinora can't draw any parallels between Toph and herself. By ten, Toph was a champion--an earthbending master. Jinora's no master and she's definitely not anything like the legendary Toph Bei Fong.]
It makes sense. [Lin has a good point, as reluctant as the airbender is to accept it.] I won't push her anymore, and I won't try to be a parent.
Good. That seems to be my job, unfortunately. [ Is Korra home? Well, they'll see. Lin goes to the door, pokes her head out, and yells: ] KORRA! COME HERE!
[UGH. Why do people in this house think that yelling is the best form of communication? Jinora just sighs and braces herself for the inevitable: Chief Bei Fong forcing her to talk to Korra.]
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