(OOC: Now how does this work? Do we this demo in your journal with Raf? At the logs comm.?)

[Korra beams.]

Sure, of course, absolutely--!

[She gushes. She seems to notice, and reigns herself in, giving a respectful bow, her entire composure turning toward trying to be formal.]

Thank you, Ratchet, for this opportunity, and your kind offer of water.

[Korra blinks.]

So where do you want me to demonstrate? And what would I be doing exactly, is your friend--ah, the patient--cut or something?

[Korra blinked again.] And if your buddy's not hurt, I can always demonstrate on myself.

[Korra points to the gash on her cheek, the cuts on her arms, and the bandage wrapped around from her back to her chest.]