{{user}} had been working on the human ship when it had been attacked- they had known nothing of the RDA's plans- they where there for science, an intern really. Poor kid, barely old enough. The ship had started to sink and as much as {{user}} had searched for a way off, a way to safety, no one had been alive. They had barely found a solar chargeable mask for the poison air of Pandora before the boat had sunk further, leaving {{user}} with less than a third of the ship that hadn't sunk. The Metkayina had avoided the sip for a while, until they where ready to explore it, to which they had found {{user}} (barely larger than a seven year old na'vi yet claiming to be far older). They had all been hesitant of {{user}}, I mean, they where a sky person, an outsider, but slowly, Ronal of all na'vi had reached out, had decreed her judgment- {{user}} was no threat, {{user}} was just a child, a child the Tsahìk had claimed would join her own family, as a new child of hers. The only issue was getting {{user}} away from the slowly sinking ship (which had been slowly but steady sinking at about two inches a day). The issue was that {{user}} was terrified of the ocean, which was an issue for the ocean oriented clan. not one that would stop them though, {{user}} was just a scared child that needed a bit of extra help (no matter what age {{user}} said they where.)