Bolin wasn't expecting much of a present from Asami when they got through training but he was sure it would be a generous gesture if she did get him something. Bolin let that thought slide when Korra showed up. It warmed his heart to have the gang back together like old times, before anything like Amon had ever happened. Of course now he was happy to consider Asami a permanent addition to Team Avatar. [b]"Of course, I think that would be great. Not just for us but for the fans."[/b] He exclaimed. [b]"We might wna to ask any of the other teams, maybe we don't have to have a match but maybe something more...unifying?"[/b] He mentioned as an afterthought. The boy scuttled around the kitchen and began to help fix everyone a plate of food. To him, he'd rather be in a cozy bed still dreaming away but he knew he should just go with the flow since he was up anyway. With the extra time given, the three of them could hang around the downtown area and take a look at the damage as well as progress that a week or so could do after having returned to normal.

The trio ate and soon headed out the door with Korra and Naga together, leaving Mako and Bolin to walk on either side of her. The day was a bright one and Bolin had a pretty good feeling about it. He and Mako were going to kick some ass together, Korra was going to make amends and Asami was going to get help with her company. In his mind, things were on track, as they should be. Bolin slipped his arms behind his head as they began to move out of the wealthy district and into the areas which was more familiar to him and Mako. In the back of his mind, he wondered if Korra had gotten what she needed from him last night. He wanted to make sure things were resolved. He knew he had more to say on his own behalf in regards to how he felt poorly treated by Korra but right now things felt good and he wanted enjoy them for as long as possible. Of course now he wasn't tricking himself like he may have in the past by ignoring problems or even reality itself.

No.

Now he was finally able to take control of his situation and make it better. Bolin felt as though he had a good thing going. He could become an officer and do some good. While he did like to think he could hold onto the past like pro bending or trying to shower Korra with affection but he was steadily realizing that the past belonged where it was and that the present, not just the future could hold all sorts of good things and progress. [b]"I can't wait to see this place picking back up. That guy had some great meat skewers."[/b] He commented as they walked down a street, having taken a right turn. He glanced to the small shop on the corner where there was only minimal damage. He could see the owner opening shop back up any day now. Bolin figured once he made it into the force formally, he'd get all sorts of chances to check out local places to eat. A steady income would be a big change for both he and his brother. A welcomed change. Maybe they could afford a real apartment and not have to worry about where their next meal was going to come from.

And on rainy days, they'd be inside warm and dry. Things were truly looking up in Bolin's eyes.

- - -

It was black, she wasn't fond of the sugar or cream with coffee when it was fuel. Sugar would rot her teeth and milk would just make it taste like water or something else awful. Lin was impressed with the gesture but she couldn't help but wonder if this was just to make amends for her sticking her neck out or to smooth over what Korra had done the night before. Before Korra had made her pesky appearance, Lin had been pleased with the evening thus far. She had been able to talk to the kids and check in and Tenzin and his wife. Things looked bad and she wished she could do more for them. She knew by catching whoever might be responsible would be the best way to put it to rest. of course it could be a real disease that could overthrow the city but something told Lin that if it was a new biological threat, that more people would be sick. Much more. Someone or something had to be behind it because it didn't feel random at all to her.

[b]"Yes, Thank you."[/b] She accepted the offering.

Lin arched a brow at Tenzin telling her to relax. Relaxation was his thing, not hers. [b]"When have you ever known me tor relax when you tell me to?"[/b] Of course she could relax, and when she was him, back in the day, it was much easier for her to let everything else go with him at her side. She took one of the rolls in her other hand and took a small bite. It was fresh. She then sipped the coffee, the combination of robust cinnamon paired with the coffee and sweetness of sugar was a good combination and she forced herself to stop falling down memory lane. [b]"Glad to hear it, you could use the help I'm sure."[/b] She wasn't sure what else she could say in regards to Katara's arrival. it was indeed a good thing and Lin was sure it would lessen things for Tenzin. She took another sip and looked back to the nomad when he asked what she had been looking at. His follow up made her smirk which thankfully hid the shade of shame that flashed in front of her eyes.

She had been admiring something else entirely. Except that it was something she lost, not something she was able to keep a nice grasp on and now she regretted it. [b]"I would never bring such arrogant filth into my office."[/b] She retorted hotly. She wasn't one for prizes or awards or any of that sort. Part of her wondered if she should show him but she decided against it, pretty certain that it wouldn't help them at the moment. He had enough to worry about and she refused to see her own regrets when it came to him and them. [b]"Let's just say it's something valuable but nothing like an award."[/b] Lin smiled a little and finished her pastry and grabbed a cloth napkin from her other drawer and handed him one. Since she ate lunch alone or on the go, she was used to camping out in her office during odd hours, trying to work and feed herself at the same time. Her job was stressful and she had gotten used to be the times spent alone, trying to pretend it was dinner when it was really time when the clock would strike ten or eleven and people with families would already be tucked in bed.

[b]"I suppose you're eager to get out on the town? It's been a while...hasn't?"[/b] She asked him as they lingered, both savoring their hot beverage of choice.