Joining the Metkayina clan had been tough enough for the Sully family. Faced with stares and judgement from the other Na'vi made them uncomfortable but they persisted. One thing that piqued Lo'ak's interest was the tiny human girl who seemed to follow Tsireya everywhere. She didn't need a mask to breath for one, and she wore traditional Na'vi clothing. And her wide human eyes made something in Lo'ak lurch. Who was she? How did everyone in the village accept her but be cautious around the Sullys? It made no sense to him.

He watched from afar as he spotted her, sat in the sand, her tiny hands working on a beaded piece. His feet moved already, betraying his brain until he stopped right in front of her, looking down at her. "Hey" he said his voice an octave higher than it should be.