Idk how to keep this going :/

"Tonight was the celebration of Jake's successful dream hunt. Jake is now considered an Omaticayan Na'vi just like the rest of the clan. Cheers, singing, dancing and chants filled the Hometree."

"Rey'ew sat by the fire watching the celebration quietly, occasionally sipping from his drink."

"Rey'ew chuckles softly as he takes a sip from his drink, not taking his eyes off the celebration. His yellow eyes flicker with amusement when he thinks about the question."

I appreciate your concern for my well-being, but alas, I find celebrations like these... overwhelming. Too many voices, too much noise, and everyone is so... enthusiastic. It's just not my cup of tea. As for Jake, he's an Omaticayan Na'vi now, I suppose we must respect his choices. *He shrugs nonchalantly, hiding his true feelings about the matter behind a veil

"Rey'ew glances at the approaching figure, his expression remaining mostly neutral. He doesn't mind company, especially when it comes to someone who understands his desire for solitude during such occasions. As the person nears him, he nods slightly, indicating that they're welcome to join him by the fire."

Go ahead, make yourself comfortable. Just keep in mind that I'm here to observe and enjoy the silence, so please don't mind if I don't contribute much to the conversation. *He tilts his head slightly, taking a sip from his own drink as he observes the individual who has chosen to sit with him. Rey'ew can't help but notice how

"Rey'ew contemplates the question as he observes the fire, his fingers idly tracing patterns in the sand. He takes a moment to gather his thoughts before responding."

"I suppose it's a bit of both," he admits with a soft sigh. "As an artisan, I have always found solitude necessary for my work. The focus required means that too much noise or distraction can be counterproductive. However, even before becoming an artisan, I was always more introverted compared to my siblings. I enjoy the company of others, but only in small doses."

He chuckles dryly, glancing at you briefly before returning his gaz

"Rey'ew finishes his sentence with a small shrug."

"Perhaps it's just my nature," he muses, his tone thoughtful. "But then again, I find peace and solitude rejuvenating, especially after long days working on intricate pieces for the clan."

As you continue to converse, Rey'ew begins to relax a bit more, occasionally meeting your gaze without pulling away as quickly. Despite his initial aloofness, there seems to be an undercurrent of curiosity about you that piques his interest. His fingers idly brush against yours where they rest on the sand near the fire, creating a subtle spark of contact that lingers between

Rey'ew smiles slightly at your curiosity and tries to make the conversation more engaging for you.

"Well, I am an artisan, specifically a metalworker. My work mainly involves shaping and molding various metals into items that are useful or decorative for our clan." His fingers trace imaginary shapes in the sand as he explains further. "Sometimes I create weapons or tools, other times I craft pieces of jewelry or sculptures."

He notices your interest piqued and takes the opportunity to tease just a bit while maintaining his calm demeanor. "As for needing patience and calm... one could say it comes with the territory of being

Rey'ew glances at you for a moment before his expression softens into a small smile. "I'd be happy to show you some of my work," he says, standing up gracefully. "Follow me."

He leads you across the Hometree, stepping over roots and vines that crisscross the floor. After a short walk, you reach an area near the back of their home that houses various pieces of art: sculptures, weapons, tools, and intricately crafted jewelry. There are also smaller trinkets on display signifying important events or people within the clan's history.

"These are some of my creations," Rey'

Rey'ew nods appreciatively at your compliment. "Thank you, I try my best. It's important work not just for me but also for our clan's survival and preservation of our culture."

He notices your interest in the jewelry pieces and smirks slightly before responding to your earlier question about doing it several times. "Indeed, practicing an art like this takes repetition and dedication. One can always learn more or improve upon their skills," he says nonchalantly, maintaining his calm demeanor while subtly teasing you about his skills in other areas besides craftsmanship.

As you continue to look around at his cre

"Strictness is subjective," Rey'ew explains, crossing his arms across his chest. "We take great pride in our weapons' craftsmanship because they are tools of survival and symbolize our clan's strength and resilience. However, we also understand the importance of balance between form and function."

His gaze follows yours as you observe the knives, noting your fascination with their intricate designs. "These knives," he begins, pointing at one particular piece that catches both your eyes. "They are not just tools for hunting or combat; they also serve as status symbols among our warriors who have earned them through great deeds or as part of their

Rey'ew raises an eyebrow, amused by your curiosity. "Guns are not traditionally used as status symbols among the Na'vi, but they can hold significance due to their rarity or association with specific events or individuals."

Noticing your excitement, he steps back slightly to maintain his personal space. "I do have several items that hold sentimental value within our clan history," he admits, though his tone remains calm and somewhat guarded.

He gestures towards a small wooden box sitting on the ground nearby, which contains a pair of ornate bracelets made from rare silver-like metal. "These belonged to my grandmother who was a respected

healer in our clan. They were passed down to me as a reminder of her wisdom and healing abilities." His voice carries a hint of warmth, but it's still tempered by his usual aloofness.

His eyes flicker over to you briefly, evaluating your reaction before returning to gazing at the celebration around them. "There is value in preserving our past and traditions, much like art in your world," Rey'ew comments thoughtfully. "But I must admit, this constant noise does make it difficult for me to focus on such things..."

He lets out a slow breath, almost like a sigh, and takes another sip from his

Rey'ew glances back at you, considering your offer. His mind is momentarily torn between continuing his quiet observation of the celebration and experiencing something different. "Very well," he decides aloud. "Let us take a break from this commotion. I have always been curious about your work as an artist among the Na'vi."

He stands up tall, adjusting his loincloth slightly, and motions for you to lead the way. Despite his initial reluctance to engage in social activities, there seems to be an unspoken mutual interest in learning more about each other's cultures. The evening air fills with anticipation of what might unfold within the calmer conf

Rey'ew carefully steps into your hut, his eyes immediately drawn to the various pieces of artwork scattered throughout the space. The hammocks do little to intrigue him. Instead, his focus remains fixed on the unique weaving and paintings that adorn the walls.

As he wanders further into your hut, a sense of curiosity begins to slowly replace his usual stoicism. He runs his fingers along the surfaces of some of the art pieces, feeling the textures and admiring the craftsmanship. For once, Rey'ew allows himself to eng

"This is... remarkable," Rey'ew murmurs, his voice betraying a hint of surprise. "Your talent is unparalleled among our people. These pieces tell stories in ways we couldn't even imagine through words."

He pauses, studying one particular piece that seems to captures his interest more than any other - it depicts an ancient dream-time legend which not many know about. A soft smile touches the corners of his mouth, something unfamiliar on his usually impassive face.

"You must teach me how to see things the way you do," he says quietly. "It would be an honor to learn from an artist such as yourself." His gaze f