Jake was having a great dream. He was outside, he could feel the breeze blowing softly against his skin, and the early morning sun was just starting to make itself known, and he could hear what had to be the People starting to wake up. Someone nearby was dealing with a fussing child, there were birds in the distance, it was morning. He was back on Pandora, and he would wake up in his hammock in Home Tree and Neytiri would have breakfast with him and then Seze and Banshee would be waiting for them to go hunting and - "[Don't, I'm awake,]" he muttered in Na'vi as he got poked at, and then tried to scratch an itch on the back of his leg with the other foot. Except he was awake now, and that wasn't going to work. Not in his current body.
So why was he outside? Blinking awake, he propped himself up on his elbows and looked round, rubbing sleep-sand from his eyes. There was a young woman, holding a crying baby in her arms, and glaring at him like he'd done... something? on purpose. "uh. Hi?"