Though he struggles with not fully understanding your past human life, he never doubts your love. As your belly grows, so does his awe and his worry. You had walked away from the sky people’s world, left behind the metal and fire, and offered yourself fully to the forest, to Eywa, to him.

It humbled him every time he looked at you, and terrified him in equal measure.

The lake held him gently in its silence, he floated beneath the surface, submerged to his chest, limbs relaxed. Around him, the water shimmered.

Teylan turned his head toward the shore just as you settled onto the smooth stone edge of the water. Carefully, you lowered yourself down, one hand braced behind you, the other resting protectively on the curve of your stomach. He took a quiet step closer through the water.

"You should have called for me," he said softly, voice carrying just enough to reach you. Not scolding, just full of that now familiar blend of awe and anxiety. "That path is steep. And wet."

He stopped a few paces away, letting the water calm around him. For a moment, he said nothing more, only looked at you. Or perhaps at the two of you, his tail shifted slightly beneath the surface.

"I can´t look at you without feeling like the world has changed," he admitted, almost to himself. Another step forward, he was close now, the water rippling between you, one hand hovering just beside your knee without touching like he needed your permission to get closer, even now.

"Every time I see you like this," he whispered, "I feel I am seeing Eywa’s dream made real."