Well, at least she knew that she stuck out like a sore thumb — or, at least, she knew that her partner did. The animal was the first thing that Connor had caught sight of .. though, originally, he thought it to be some kind of snow-pile. That was primarily because of the fact that it was so snowy in the area, though; and it was also on part of the fact that its fur was about as white as the snow. He would have dismissed it, had the thing not started moving .. and had the wolves not started howling, signaling something’s presence in their immediate area. This girl herself, on the other hand — “Korra”. To the average townsperson’s eye, she probably would have passed off as the member of a tribe — not the kind of tribe that she’d mentioned, but the kind of tribe that Connor knew. They might’ve simply waved her off as a Mohawk, despite the clear difference in attire ..
.. Or, at least, it was clear to him. They probably knew not, and, chances were, they cared not. “There is no such tribe in this area. Of that, I am sure.” The hooded male states, matter-of-factly. She did say that she came from somewhere far away, didn’t she? There were areas that even Connor had not traveled to, due to their being so far away — perhaps she came from somewhere more to the west. He knew these lands well, after all; if there was any group that identified as “Northern Water”, he was certain that he would have come across them at least once. If not that, then he would at least have heard of them. Being that the name was so foreign in itself, he could have easily doubted her, or claimed her to be a liar .. but the clothes that she wore fit the name, if only for the fact that they were a deep shade of blue. And, besides for that, the girl seemed sincere enough about losing her way and winding up on the outskirts of the city. ”.. How far have you walked to get to this point? Do you know?”
”.. I see. Then once we arrive, we will see just how ‘far’ from home you are.” Korra seemed to be both excited by the fact that he’d offered his assistance, and amused by the fact that he wore a hood to cover his features. The latter confused him, quite honestly; those that saw him on the city’s streets were more confused than they were amused. And, more often than not, they would be fearful because of the difference between himself and them; they wouldn’t be amused, nor would they be making jokes about the fact. If that wasn’t a surefire sign that she wasn’t from around here .. “And this ‘home’ you speak of — I assume it is the tribe you mentioned earlier?” Connor asks, though now, it is out of curiosity more than anything. The entirety of the situation became stranger and stranger with each explanation she gave — the sooner he got to the bottom of all this, the better it was.
Almost self-consciously, he pulled the hood over his face only further, and then turned his back to her. “Korra.” He repeats the name, foreign as it feels. “I would sooner have you call me by my name than that; It’s Connor.” There’s a brief pause after that, and then he suddenly starts to walk the snow-covered path; the snow doesn’t seem to hinder him much, as he continues to walk at the same pace as he had been up until now. When the snow was thigh-high, it was difficult to navigate through, sure .. but he’d grown used to it.
“Boston is up the path ahead; you would do well not to fall behind.” It was more a word of caution than anything. Eventually, the snow would start to fall harder — and in turn, start to obscure their vision.
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