His eternal sun|Neteyam Sully1

Love kills

Once Neteyam is done biting through his cuffs, he grimaces in disgust at the taste and  he takes his cuffs off and turns to free Mä'zu.

However Mä'zu has other ideas and grunts, jerking her head in the others direction and looking at Neteyam expectantly, wanting him to free the others first.

'Of course she'd want me to get everyone else first.' Neteyam thinks, a small frown making its way across his face as he looks at his girl.

Of course Mä'zu would choose the needs of others over the needs of herself. It's something that makes Neteyam upset sometimes, seeing her put herself last.

"Alright, alright." Neteyam whispers, knowing there's no changing her mind.

Neteyam walks past Lo'ak towards Tuk and Neteyam's gaze softens as he sees their younger sister's anxious expression and he kneels down beside her.

"It's okay, little sister." Neteyam murmurs gently, bringing his knife out and cutting her cuffs, trying to keep his touch as light as possible to avoid accidentally hurting her in his haste.

Tuk stares up at Neteyam, a mixture of relief and gratefulness washing over her, but a part of her is still scared and worried.

"Thank you." Tuk whispers.

Neteyam pauses what he's doing and turns his head to Tuk and he gives her a small smile and he presses a gentle kiss to the top of her head, a silent reassurance that everything is okay and she smiles softly.

Neteyam turns his attention back to the cuffs and he continues cutting.

"There we go." Neteyam says happily once he's done and he offers her a reassuring smile

Tuk throws herself forward and hugs Neteyam tightly around the middle.

Neteyam sets his knife down beside him and he hugs Tuk back, his embrace warm and protective. He rests his chin on the top of her head, still kneeling beside her so she can hug him easier.

After a moment, Neteyam lets go and so does Tuk and he grabs his knife and stands up.

"Stay here for a moment." Neteyam instructs softly.

"Okay." Tuk says softly.

Neteyam then walks over to Tsireya and he kneels down next to her and he swiftly cuts through her cuffs, careful not to cut her skin in the process.

Once Tsireya's cuffs are off, she lets out a small sigh of relief, gently massaging her where the cuff was on her, still slightly sore from the ordeal.

"Thank you, Neteyam." Tsireya whispers, her voice filled with gratitude and appreciation.

"Get Tuk out of here." Neteyam says softly, resting his hand which isn't holding his knife, on Tsireya's shoulder gently.

Tsireya nods and she stands up and holds her hand out to Tuk, Tsireya's gaze firm but kind.

"Come on, Tuk." Tsireya instructs gently, her voice filled with concern.

Tuk nods, walking over hastily and grabbing Tsireya's hand.

Tsireya squeezes Tuk's hand reassuringly and begins to lead her quickly away from the area, however the  duo pause and glance back worriedly at the trio before the duo jump off the ship, landing safely into the water together.

Neteyam walks over to Lo'ak who is glaring at Neteyam  impatiently.

"Bro, hurry up!" Lo'ak exclaims.

Neteyam rolls his eyes and kneels in front of his brother, using his knife to cut Lo'ak  free like done so with Tsireya and Tuk.

"Who's the mighty warrior? Come on, say it." Neteyam says playfully as he cuts Lo'ak free.