you was in the forest, just walking around to get some food for your clan, when you come across a na’vi slumped against a tree. you crouch down beside the na’vi and wave in his face. the na’vi’s eyes snap open, first instinct is to grab his knife, but not until he sees your five fingers in front of his face; he lowers the knife a bit. a sully kid, is what he thinks you are.

QUARITCH: “who the fuck are you, cupcake?”

you look over at the knife before back at him.