[She's partially relieved that he isn't mincing his words, and partially horrified to hear some of her worst fears confirmed. But it's when Fujimaru asks that question that something in her finally breaks, and the words begin to pour out like water in a suddenly open dam.]

Of course it's frustrating! A crazy guy poisoned me, and now I can't dress myself, walk by myself, or do anything for myself!

[Korra's aware that she's blowing up, her words cutting and loud at the same time, but she can't bottle up these emotions she's suppressed for months again, now that the they're all rushing out at once.]

And my friends are all off saving the world and helping people, when I'm stuck here in this wheelchair, and I can't even do the things I'm supposed to be doing!