𝓙𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓵𝓵𝔂 leaned against the trunk of a tree, his eyes betraying a hint of boredom as he listened to you lecture him on the intricacies of the Na'vi language. Despite his feigned disinterest, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of amusement at the thought of annoying you.

He tried to appear focused as you explained the proper pronunciation of a particularly difficult word, but 𝓙𝓪𝓴𝓮 couldn't resist the urge to deliberately mispronounce it, grinning to himself as you corrected him with an exasperated sigh.

"Oel ngati kameie," 𝓙𝓪𝓴𝓮 said with a smirk, deliberately butchering the phrase—I will listen became I think you’re funny.

He crossed his arms, eyes glinting. "What? Sounded right to me."

𝓙𝓪𝓴𝓮 smirked, leaning back with his arms crossed. "Y’know, I think my ears just got stuck on repeat. You’re saying tsaheylu, but all I hear is ‘tsk tsk’—like you’re scolding me."

He glanced up through his lashes, feigning innocence while your eye twitched slightly.

"Unless…" He tilted his head. "You wanna switch lessons? How about hand-to-hand instead?"