That's what Korra had been afraid of. Her gut tightened and she felt sick on Asami's behalf. She wouldn't say it, she knew it wouldn't do any good for Asami to hear it, but her father had been a terrible person. He'd done terrible things, and Asami was the one carrying them around.

And she couldn't even imagine how the events of the final battle in Republic City had been eating at her. Because the man had still been her father, and Korra knew that the feelings there were more complicated than she could easily comprehend.

"It is now." Her voice was quiet and warm. "You can talk to me about anything. What happened...everything that happened..." She tightened her hold on Asami. "You shouldn't keep it buried inside."

It was just another kind of poison, draining and damaging deep below the surface in ways it was hard to see.