(OOC: OMG, awesome! I really want to get some AtLA/LoK players in this. Do you know anyone who'd be interested?)

[The last statement makes Korra grind to a halt. Oh.]

Oh. I--I'm so sorry, I really really didn't mean it like that.

[Korra remembered the mech tank attack--if they had any earth in them, she and Lin and the other metal bender cops would've ripped them apart. Inwardly she shuddered at the thought of Knock Out or Wing and the other metal people she met being ripped apart by metalbending, if they had earth minerals.]

And I'm really sorry about--I didn't meant to say you didn't have emotions or that thing about enemies--really didn't mean to put words in your mouth. It's just--

[Korra sighs, looks down.]

I'm just not that great at talking to people. I say the wrong thing every other word.

[Korra bows, apologetic.]

Again, I'm really sorry about the metalbending thing--I get how that must sound just as...horrible as bending other...'flesh' people, to you. Worse, to you.

[OOC: Korra's this close to groveling on the floor, she feels so bad.]