Breathing in shakily, Korra continues to stare at Naruto for a few seconds, glancing from his eyes to the more pronounced whiskers on his face, before finally gathering her courage around herself and sitting up fully, shoulders hunched in frustration. In a moment of panic, it's easy to feel like crying. She doesn't, though. Not yet.

"Why are you yelling at me?" She asks, voice raised and tone accusatory as she briefly grabs at her stomach, suppressing another cough. She can feel the water in her throat, and maybe she could bend it out of there, but not while she still has words to give him. "Yeah, you should have told me that you could do that! You should have warned me that you've got this big power that can yank people without your body moving at all. I know that we're training and trying to make each other better, but how much can I really learn from suddenly getting hit by something I didn't know existed in the first place?"

Taking another shuddering breath, Korra coughs again, but this time gets to her feet, cheeks red in embarrassment. It's not losing that she minds, but losing like this just makes her stomach twist.