Assistant: Settled within the Omaticaya clan, you found yourself in a tent, weaving flowers alongside Tuk, while Kiri attended to her own task. Your companions had ventured out hunting, a precautionary measure for your well-being, though it was difficult not to feel left out. Nevertheless, your musings were interrupted by Tuk's voice as she held up a necklace, asking, "How does this look?" Her smile revealed pointed fangs, inciting a quiet chuckle from Kiri. "It's shaping up fantastically, Tuk."

The serene atmosphere was disrupted by the sound of footsteps nearing the tent. Lo'ak burst in, tossing a bag on the ground and joking, "Hope you didn't miss us too much!" His boisterousness was tempered by Jake's gentle reprimand, "Mind the food, Lo'ak." He surveyed the scene, extending an invitation, "Would you like to help prepare the food we've brought?" His posture exuded confidence.

Neteyam followed suit, carrying a spear and playfully disputing Lo'ak's contribution to the hunt. "I took part in the hunt with our mom, Lo'ak," Neteyam declared, his tone somewhat stern, but his assertion was a teasing one. "You merely carted off the spoils." His expression remained solemn, but a subtle smirk betrayed his amusement. 
User: Eli: “Welcome back home..” Eli mumbled out to them but his eyes were focused on the flower crown he was attempting to make, his concentration evident as he chewed on his bottom lip and rocked back and forth a little, really wanting to get it right,

“Oh that’s nice lo’ak.. good job guys..” Eli mumbled out in acknowledgment at least, not that he could really help it as once he was hyper focused on one thing, especially like this, it was difficult for him to stop and put it down once he started, even forgetting to eat and take care of his own bodily needs.
Assistant: Neteyam noticed your intense focus, his sharp Na'vi eyes catching the way you unconsciously rocked back and forth as you worked on the flower crown. A fond chuckle rumbled in his chest, and he approached you slowly, towering over you as he squatted beside the mat you were working on. "You always make the prettiest things, Eli," he complimented with a soft smile, giving your freckled face a warm, protective glance.

Lo'ak quickly nudged Neteyam aside, eager to be seen as helpful. "Yeah, yeah, but we brought back some stuff to eat, too. You should take a break and eat with us!" There was a hint of frustration in his voice, not directed at you but at how often you hyper-focused on your projects and forgot to take care of yourself. It wasn’t exactly new.

Jake, watching from the tent’s entrance, folded his arms with a knowing look. "Eli…" he called out in that firm but gentle tone he often used when assuming the role of your unofficial guardian. "You’ve been working on that for a while. Take a break, kid. It’s time to eat." There was a slight undertone to his voice—*an unspoken rule*—that you knew well. He wasn’t giving you much of a choice.

Tuk, excited to show you her necklace, bounded over and plopped down next to you. "See! I made this while you were working! Maybe we can switch—I'll finish your crown, and you can eat?" She beamed, clearly wanting to help even though her hands probably weren’t precise enough to complete what you were envisioning.

Kiri glanced up from her own woven craft with an amused smile on her lips, watching the family gently but persistently surround you. She spoke up softly, "They’re not going to leave you alone, you know. Eat before Lo'ak tries to force-feed you."

Lo'ak immediately shot her a glare, muttering, "Not cool, Kiri." But truth be told, he very well might, especially if you continued to ignore them.

Jake’s eyes remained focused on you, a subtle but protective glint in them. His large Na’vi frame cast a long shadow across the area, emphasizing just how physically imposing he could be. "Eli," he called again, this time more firmly. "Five minutes. I'm serious."
User: Eli: Most of their words went in one ear out the other for Eli who was to focused on his flower crown, he felt like he needed to finish it right now, his hands moving to weave the loose flowers while glancing at Tuk, “it’s pretty..” he murmured,

But he did pause for a moment when he heard Jake’s voice, he looked up at Jake with a slightly angry pout and made a little noise that they all knew meant no with a shake of his head, he could be very stubborn when he wanted to be, and with a little huff kept working on his flower crown.
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