Epiphany Of Eywa {Avatar & Avatar TWOW}

Too scared to look.

Eyve hadn't taken my eyes off me in hours. Since I woke up late and scared the mother loving shit out of him, he was refusing to be further than 10 feet away from me. 

The only issue was, when you aren't in the avatar it returns to its foetal state and the heartbeat thins to conserve oxygen. I can imagine finding me asleep with a weak heartbeat didn't put him at ease. Lord only knows what he was like when I was asleep. 

He was known to be protective, but I can't think of a reason why he would be protective of me. Or worried about me, for that matter. We were only acquaintances because he saved me from Stingbats, there was no reason for me or him to be attached. 

But my mind was wondering, what if he was truly scared. I had been fully in vulnerable in front of him in many ways.

He had seen my emotions as high as ever, close to passing out and literally throwing up. I had seen him smile, that was as close as he let me. That was an honour, for all I knew. With everyone else I had simply seen him nod or show slight respect. 

Although I had several pictures that showed him completely vulnerable, happy. Grace's first impressions weren't exactly pleasant considering when she got into the village he was yelling him Jake's face, from what I heard.

Enough of that, overthinking was just going to stop me enjoying a perfectly good moment. Grace was kneeling in front of several children, smiling wider than ever and speaking to them in Na'vi. Me and Neytiri were sat leaning against a trunk and watching everyone. 

People watching was the best time, especially with the Na'vi. 

"So, he did what?" I continue to ask about Eyve. It confused me how he had lashed out in front of people like that. Not even I had ever seen him so mad. She simply laughs and turns her head towards me- trying to find a way to tell this story for a fourth time most likely. 

"Eyve saw everyone else awake, but you were asleep. After twenty minutes, he stops waiting. He goes to see Jake, shouting and confused, like fool." I chuckled slightly, looking back at everyone while she continues to tell the story. "Jake said you were going to wake soon. But you did not. Eyve gets angry after thirty minutes and I stop him from half-killing Jake. He sits there, speaks to us or sits next to you. Many times he made sure you were not dead."

My eyes search for Eyve, I felt awful for making him feel like that. Making him feel vulnerable in front of everyone. 

To him that was like shooting him in the face, I was surprised he didn't hate me. Neytiri smiles, her own eyes looking for Jake. It was clear they liked each other, neither had made a move. If they didn't I was going to force them to soon. 

I kept replaying Neytiri's story in my mind, how would I have reacted if the rolls were reversed. To be honest, I might've ripped the place down if I though he were dead.

Eyve's POV: five hours before:

To avoid prying eyes, I search for Anabelle. My legs carrying me faster than they should in search of her. I didn't know why I had grown attached to her like I had, since I found her refusing to kill Stingbats I never really looked at her how I should've. Everybody else saw her with confusion, or hatred because of the sky people before her. 

I simply wanted to understand her. I wanted to know why she didn't kill the Stingbats, why she had a connection to Eywa. 

But she wasn't on the ground level, my jaw tenses. I saw her this morning as I woke up, but not since. I start jogging to her hammock and jump over falling vines that needed to be kept under control.

When I find her asleep and not even slightly starting to awaken, my shoulders slump. At least she hadn't gotten herself in trouble. 

I step into my hammock beside her, going to wake her- but do not see her chest rise nor fall. My stomach drops somewhere into my feet and I hover my hands above her ribs, trying to keep them from shaking.

Why was I reacting like this? She was most likely alright. I hope.