[ It's true that if one hundred people are witnesses to a gunfight, there are one hundred different versions of what happened. One hundred and two, if you count the gunmen. Only by gathering all the different stories and weaving them together can you come as close to objectivity as possible. Except Hei isn't a judge or a detective. Objectivity -- fairness -- isn't his purview. He only knows that Marie had damaged something -- someone -- he's peripherally possessive of. So he'd responded by wrecking something Marie held valuable in return. Admittedly the rationalization is a simplistic one. But sometimes it's easier to have a spark of clarity in his life, given the shifting, ambiguous world he's from. ]
[ Despite Pavel's meaningful look, Hei has little interest in restraining Korra. If she's going to go on a rampage, it's not his job to play referee. He watches impassively when Marie exits. But something about the vibrations of Korra's words, What's wrong with you? -- the hurt and disbelief in them -- prompts him to say to her, ] Why don't I take you somewhere for a little air. [ Inflected like a plea, but actually it's more of a command. ]
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[ Despite Pavel's meaningful look, Hei has little interest in restraining Korra. If she's going to go on a rampage, it's not his job to play referee. He watches impassively when Marie exits. But something about the vibrations of Korra's words, What's wrong with you? -- the hurt and disbelief in them -- prompts him to say to her, ] Why don't I take you somewhere for a little air. [ Inflected like a plea, but actually it's more of a command. ]