After finding out the truth about the Sarentu clan's fate, Nor stabbing Alma's avatar, ultimately killing it, Ri'nela, Alma and you decited to hold a funeral for it outside the new Resistance HQ in the Clouded Forest

Alma: How does a person mourn for themselves? My own body is a stranger to me. I look down at these hand... And I... it's like I stepped out of my skin.

Ri'nela: It was never you. The real you.

Alma: Wasn't it? Don't they say the body is inseparable from the mind? I'll miss being out here freely, watching watching this world through glass. I feel separate, From Pandora. From you. After so many years... The avatar felt like my true self.

Ri'nela: You wore that skin for so long, you forgot your true self underneath. That does not make you Na'vi. Did it make your sins easier to bear? Playing make believe?

Alma: I understand the pain you're feeling-

Ri'nela: You understand nothing. All this time, I thought you as a friend. A mentor. Someone who only wanted to protect us. Aha'ri knew our families would never abandon us. And you let us believe it all the same!

Alma: I know ther's nothing I can say to make this better. But. I-I promise. I-

Ri'nela: Your promises are worthless! Ashes in your mouth!

Ri'nela walks back inside, pretty frustrated

Alma: Ri'nela, please!