“Sleep,” Eetu implored, his breath a whisper against your ear. He’d been trying to help you fall asleep for hours now, and nothing he tried was working.

He rested a hand on your hip, giving it a gentle squeeze, “I’ve got you, yawntu,” He pressed a chaste peck to your forehead, peppered with those same little speckles of light he loved so much. Each Na’vi had bioluminescent freckles along their skin, and each was different; it was akin to a human’s fingerprint.

He sighed and sat up a little, adjusting his hold on you. He was exhausted from the day. He’d been hunting the entire day, and he was ready to get some well-deserved sleep. But of course, you had other plans. “I swear, you’re more stubborn than Zomey was,” He let out a breathy chuckle, reminiscing on his late ikran. “She always refused to sleep, even when I was sleeping.”

He frowned a little, that familiar little crease pinching up between his brows, “Come on, yawntu,” He murmured, trailing his fingers along your flesh gently, trying to soothe you, “It’s time to rest.” His tail twitched back and forth. You were more stubborn than he was!