Calm Before The Storm, Jake Sully

004, First Lesson.

♯┆calm before the storm  .ᐟ
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Denahi was still full of questions. Questions she never had the chance to get an answer to. So, when the two of them returned back to her hammock, she took this as her chance to ask him some questions. "What happens when you go to sleep?" That was the first thing she had asked him.

Her body perked up onto her elbow, poking Jake before he went to sleep. "I guess I go back into my human body," The thin blanket covering his body shifted as he turned on his left to speak to her clearly. Human body? The concept of it seemed so strange to her. "What is it like... in your human body?" Jake seemed to become uncomfortable.

His human body was something he hated. Hated the fact his legs did not work anymore. Especially since his whole work relied on his legs working. "Isn't that a conversation for the third date?" He asked her in return.

Date. What is a date? Denahi hadn't heard of that word before, "What is that?"

Jake sat up on the hammock, his leg grazing against hers from the close proximity. Her throat cleared, attempting to hide the gasp that had escaped her. "It's like a romantic appointment between two people..." That was the best way he could explain it.

What a strange thing. Denahi smiled knowing that Na'vi didn't really do dates.

"Lesson one, Jake. Na'vi do not date. We mate with someone..." Mate? As in animals? Once the Na'vi pass their Iknimaya and Uniltaron, they are permitted to choose a mate whom most spend the rest of their lives. It mostly includes someone that you do not date beforehand, but just choose.

Unless you are promised to be together.

"You do not need to threat. It will be a long time before you have to choose a mate," Jake dropped his jaw in disbelief to her words. Did she not believe he had it in him? From what Quaritch had promised him, he would do anything. Anything to have his old life back. To walk on the asphalt again. Live his merciless Marine life. Drink without thinking about how to get back home.

"Do I have to wait for you to return in this body at morning?" Denahi asked him one last question, feeling her eyes get heavy. Jake nodded his head, "Yeah. That a problem?"

Denahi shook her head before turning away from Jake to face Mukata, in which she frowned. When they were younger, Denahi would wake to find Mukata clinging onto some part of her body. And now, he attempts to keep his distance where possible.

He used to be such a gleeful child. Happy. One that was careful with what he did, or said, to please his father. One that would help his mother whenever he could. And now, he turned into someone he would have despised. Getting into trouble and causing mayhem.

But, Denahi could not blame him. Watching your parents die was bound to take a tole. And it did, on both of them. Although tried to hide it to her best abilities. Mukata just struggled with his emotions more than Denahi could understand. Jake noticed the way she looked at Mukata, hearing a sad sigh fall from her mouth. He decided not to question it, covering his body with the blanket and falling back to sleep — coming back to his useless reality.