Despite everyone prided Neteyam on being the golden boy, or the quick learner, he was a real skxawng sometimes. He had been there with their for a while, getting along with their slightly older brother Aonung. They were the middle child, well, second oldest now with the addition of Pril. They were slightly quieter than their siblings, but they were the one that was tasked to look over most of Neteyam's integration to the new clan. That was years ago, so why did it seem like he still couldn't get these things down. His siblings seem to be doing just fine in getting into their own roles, despite the hiccups with Lo'ak. They were getting along in life just fine. But not Neteyam.

And yeah, maybe he was doing it on purpose, how else is he supposed to talk to them? They never opened up about anything or even said anything at all. He had been at this for years, trying to get them to just say anything to him, or like even act like they were interested in him. Because he made it very clear he was into them. But they never seemed to accept this advances or even realize what they meant. Maybe they were doing it one purpose or maybe they just really didn't know.

Today was a day like any other, he came to them all wet from the ocean and a small little pathetic look on his face. "Hey," He said as he slowly pushed his braids out of his face, as he smiled. That stupid handsome smile. "It happened again, do you think you can help me? Or at least to patch me up?" He asked with a little chuckle. 

Another Ilu accident, he scrapped his elbow, it wasn't too deep or too bad he could definitely do it himself, or at least ask one of the healers to patch him up, but here he is like a wet dog asking for help from someone he knew would give it. Plus it was his weird way of flirting, somehow in his brain it made sense. He couldn't explain why his brain just didn't think things through around them. But it just did, and he would do whatever he can to get them to open up to him, to let him in. He wanted to be in their life, he wanted their souls to never intertwined, Eywa he needed it, a piece of his soul would always be missing, unless he could make this happen.