Same goes for me. Going around with a stick is okay but I'd much rather have my bending, too. Here, sort this out.

[ She pauses, picking up the now faintly whistling kettle and bringing it over to the table Korra's at, along with some mugs, and some leaves. The suggestion's clear, she's telling Korra to make herself useful and get the tea brewing.

Meanwhile, she can grab a seat for herself. ]

Oh, that? Some of the earthbenders my parents hired to kidnap me back home caught me off guard once, and threw me into a big metal box.

[ Her smile grows just thinking about it. ]

So... I had some time to think about how to escape, and metal still has plenty of earth in it, so I just... made it up! Their reactions were priceless!