[ As much as Bolin wants to celebrate, to rub both of Kija and Sakura's stupidly cute hairstyles out of relief that they'd all made it despite how ridiculous parts of this adventure were, but he's just sitting down. Though, in reality, "sitting down" is a fairly generous term, when Bolin is actually just kneeling on the ground. His weapon, the metal sphere, is on the ground beside him, harmless now that it's out of his body.
His vision as cleared at least, but the nausea is still crawling in his stomach and he feels really stupid to be in a state like this after Korra had warned him about metal in the blood, but he'd just been so glad to feel useful again; to have something that really felt like bending, even if it wasn't. He just wanted to say that he was part of this team and really believe it.
All of his good intentions however, don't stop him from pitching further forward, breathing like he's going to throw up but not that far into tumultuous territory yet.
SAKURA
His vision as cleared at least, but the nausea is still crawling in his stomach and he feels really stupid to be in a state like this after Korra had warned him about metal in the blood, but he'd just been so glad to feel useful again; to have something that really felt like bending, even if it wasn't. He just wanted to say that he was part of this team and really believe it.
All of his good intentions however, don't stop him from pitching further forward, breathing like he's going to throw up but not that far into tumultuous territory yet.
This is dumb. He feels dumb. ]