the news reports on earth were heavily edited, the story of @su11ys 'revolt against humanity.' it never mattered to ian, the moment it flashed across the screen eyes landed on that big blue sea, flashes, glimpses of the marine life. oh, it was love at first sight. not love, some other selfish thing. it had caused quite a few arguments at the dinner table with his mum. heart sinks like a stone at the thought, all the things that have brought him here. the warning signs.
if ian were a better man he might say he regrets it, and he does for the most part, everything he's done while on the 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧 in the name of science, but there is part of him that says this cannot be true, that he'd continued his journey no matter the damage. the guilt gnaws at the inside of his ribs, the back of his mind, settles in his stomach coiling over itself like a serpent. but guilt does not clear him of his sins. he has not come to apologize, he's come to repent.
“don’t you know how dangerous this is ?”
𝐞𝐱𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐤 releases a muted hiss as human draws breath, air passing through filters, cleansing oxygen of hydrogen sulfide. if he were attempting to hide, it would give away his position, but ian hasn't shown concern when it comes to the na'vi. if he is to be hunted, he'd consider it some cosmic justice, and if not, the filters on his pack will need cleaned eventually.
" biting off more than i can chew is becoming a bit of a specialty, i'm afraid. i've done far more stupid for far less. "
