JW's attitude flip-turns once more when things suddenly seem to be going his way again. Somehow it hadn't even occurred to him that he'd be receiving an in-flight meal that wasn't peanuts. His tongue darted in and out. Everything smelled amazing.
He mentally called a temporary truce with both Korra and his own strict set of mental rules. He wasn't home, self-punishment could wait. JW unwound himself to settle on the opposite end of the table. He was starving, he had been surviving off what few granola bars he'd had in his pack when he first got stranded and whatever berries that didn't make him lick trees.
"Don't mind if I do." He didn't bother stopping to wonder if there were any special table manners. He just grabbed a plate and invited himself to dig in. It tasted amazing.
Those may or may not have been tears welling up in his eyes.
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Oh, hey, food.
JW's attitude flip-turns once more when things suddenly seem to be going his way again. Somehow it hadn't even occurred to him that he'd be receiving an in-flight meal that wasn't peanuts. His tongue darted in and out. Everything smelled amazing.
He mentally called a temporary truce with both Korra and his own strict set of mental rules. He wasn't home, self-punishment could wait. JW unwound himself to settle on the opposite end of the table. He was starving, he had been surviving off what few granola bars he'd had in his pack when he first got stranded and whatever berries that didn't make him lick trees.
"Don't mind if I do." He didn't bother stopping to wonder if there were any special table manners. He just grabbed a plate and invited himself to dig in. It tasted amazing.
Those may or may not have been tears welling up in his eyes.