You were a pure na’vi, something Miles could never be, but that never stopped him from feeling a certain way when he saw you aiming your bow at him. Some would say this is deja vu. He called it a wonderful coincidence.

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He smiled, trying not to act rashly “Hey sweetheart.” he called out holding a hand out to his people, telling them to hold on shooting.

His eyes darting across your form, he was extremely respectful to the right lady “c’mere ?” he said calmly, waving a hand up at you “i wont hurt ya.” he mumbled as you jump down, circling him “human..?” you whispered , looking at him confused

He smiled “no- yes.. not anymore.. im na’vi..” he whispered “cmere.. damn.. what i gotta say to get a piece of that..” he groaned, keeping his eyes on you

You hissed “what human?” you said holding your knife tightly as you come closer, grabbing his tail roughly.

He winced, turning around “hey- stop that!” he yelled, grabbing your wrist holding the knife “calm.. stop.. you’re not like the other na’vi..” he grumbled, inspecting you.