I have long forgotten the feel of medicine. It felt so different than metal. It felt like I was returning home. I didn't even wince, compared to what they did to me, this feels like a pillow. I consume the food of the Na'vi. I have long forgotten the taste of anything this good. Jake Sully enters. 

"I'm sorry about what happened to your people." Jake Sully said. 

"I could've warned them. I saw them returning. I dreamed of a world on fire." I say.

"What do you see in your dreams?" He asked. 

I look at him. 

"Just to be sure, you're not gonna torture me if I don't tell you right?" I ask. 

"Heh. Of course not. You are one of us. You are a true Na'vi." He said. 

"I mostly see things about death. I dreamed of what your family went through. I dreamed about Neteyam's death even before the Sky People arrived." 

"You dreamed of his death before?"

"Yes. I don't know why. This is a curse." 

"It might not be that bad."

"I hear voices to, of dead people."

"Who?"

I look at him. 

"Your brother mostly. He wants me to tell you he misses you and loves you." I say. 

Jake Sully walks over to me. 

"You heard my brother?"

"Over and over again." 

"Who else can you hear?" 

I breathe.

"Do you really want to know?" 

"Yes. Tell me, please." 

"I hear your son Neteyam. Sometimes I can dream where he is. He is happy." 

"What did he tell you?"

"That Tuk will die by Quaritch's knife." I say.