"It would be better," Jake agreed, "but... the plants beyond here are Pandoran. Eywa will know and She will bless your mating, even if it's kinda unconventional for Her, and somehow... Neytiri will know. She might not know what it is that's making her happy, but somewhere inside her, she will know. And Banshee will make a kill for you, because that's what he's like."
His tail twitched slightly, a little attempt at a happy wag, before looping round his ankle. "You look beautiful, my sister. And you make him beyond happy. I hope you have every happiness together because you deserve them," he said, and reached into his carry pouch to bring out a pair of arm bands he had made which were sized for tawtutes. Some of the beads were taken from his braids - a few unobtanium beads each and as many bright blue ones as he could spare - and the rest were carved from stones and wood from both the island and the station. He explained as much as he handed the arm bands over.