"I... dunno if they were useful. I took pictures of the stuff in case other people would know, though," Jake admitted, "although given that all kinds of different beings lived here, who knows what I've found." He got his phone out of his carry pouch and flicked to the photos he'd taken, then handed it down to Cora to have a look in case she recognized anything.
"And I ain't magic, no." He paused for a moment, then continued to speak. He sounded more formal, more like the Olo'Eyktan that he was, but not in a stand-offish way. "Eywa, my Goddess, chose me as Her warrior and gave me Toruk as my Totem. She tells me what I need to know to help guide my People," he explained, "and I do my best to listen. Or I did, when I was back home. My Mate, Neytiri, will be Tsa'hik after her mother. She will interpret the will of Eywa, and she helps me a lot. She is much better at listening than I am. But that doesn't give me any magic."