[LN] Mālama Aina [locked to Kon and Korra]

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Kon still wasn't up for wearing the S. Sure, the lasso had told him he still deserved it, that it all wasn't his fault, but having that sink in his brain wasn't the same as having it sink into his heart.

Besides, when he heard where he and Korra were heading and what they were doing, he knew there was only one outfit he could use to gear himself up for battle:

A blue Hawaiian shirt with a tapa design, cargo shorts, and brown boots. Now way was he doing the spandex or super t-shirt thing for this.

"I am so ready for this." How long had it been? "I literally died and came back to life, that's how long it's been since I've been back to Hawaii."

And while he'd had to leave it, because of his ohana going their separate ways, and most of all because of losing Tana, there was a part of him that would never leave. The aloha spirit never really left you, after all.

"And we have to talk to Pele - like, the real Pele. Talk about a 'Kamaʻaina Come Home' event," he went on, tossing the snowglobe up and down in his hand, before finally turning to Korra to see if she was ready to go. Something finally occurred to him. "...You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you."