[While he's not looking, a Honedge drifts over to hover above his other shoulder, staring without blinking at Korra. Dave starts to turn back and then startles, then breathes out a laugh.]
Right. Ladies. Korra, may I introduce one Snow Cone Machete? Machete, Korra. She's cool.
[Machete keeps staring for a while, but eventually bobs in a shy little bow. Or something. Swords can't really bow. They're swords.]
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[Dave turns away from the feed for a moment.]
Machete?
[While he's not looking, a Honedge drifts over to hover above his other shoulder, staring without blinking at Korra. Dave starts to turn back and then startles, then breathes out a laugh.]
Right. Ladies. Korra, may I introduce one Snow Cone Machete? Machete, Korra. She's cool.
[Machete keeps staring for a while, but eventually bobs in a shy little bow. Or something. Swords can't really bow. They're swords.]