Na'vi food was good, Cole decided. He was going with Augustine, Norm, and Jake the next morning, so he and Jake got the Na'vi for Dummies run through. Cole already knew everything, of course. Eywa had told him so much about her people over the years. Hake knew a lot too, thanks to Cole; he had been fascinated and already knew some of the language...again thanks to Cole. Augustine had been surprised at how much the 'jar-head' and the 'meat-head-I-got-stuck-with' knew about the Na'vi and their language.

Cole's AVATAR was slightly more delicate than the others; he wasn't made to create something living and, though Eywa kept it alive, it was wonky still. He expected it to collapse some time in the next day. So when he and Jake were running from a predatory cat and his legs gave out, he wasn't too surprised. He was surprised when a Na'vi girl leaped in front of him. The cat stopped and nuzzled her.

"Really little brother. Can't you do anything without getting into trouble?" Cole beamed at the girl. Jake came up behind him and helped him up, then looked at the girl measuring her hostility.

"~Jake, this is my sister, Eywa.~" Jake just kind of looked at him.

"Nice to meet you," Jake said in halting Na'vi.

"~Do you want to be a Na'vi?~" she asked him in clear English. "~Or do you want to go back to your body and the humans?~" Jake pondered somberly, considering what she meant.

"~I want to live. I want to be free; to be me.~" Eywa smiled at him.

"~I see why you like him, brother. He is a warrior, yet thinks before he acts. We shall make him our brother.~" Cole grinned and nodded along on his sister. His legs wobbled again and would have fallen if Jake hadn't caught him.

"~I'm going to fix that body first thing.~"

"~Yeah. Even though you started to fortify it, mt DNA isn't made to be implanted to anything else. I would have been sent back or put down. Come on, lets take Jake home, then we'll get to work.~"

It took a while and a lot of work, but Jake was one of them, their brother. Together forever. Now they needed their mates. They might not even be born yet or even in this universe. Fate sucks. The Master of Death, Master of Death, and their brother; the Master Warrior. They had given each other their memories, their experiences, through the tsahelu. Usually only mates were able to form it, but their queue was different from others, it was able to connect to any one or anything on Pandora. That and they were siblings.

"What do I call you?" Jake asked in Na'vi, utilizing his new knowledge.

"Whatever you like. Will you rename us? A new start. Although we call each other brother and sister instead of names, but its the principle of the thing."

"I will be Bakteyo. Cole. Um...Txur'itan. Eywa...well you can't really be called that for the other Na'vi. Eyrina."

(A.N. They will now be known by their new names.)