He laughed briefly and shook his head. "No, ma'am, not always. I'm pretty good at finding trouble. Or it finds me, I dunno. If I didn't get into trouble, I'd never have met my... uh." He stopped, and his face fell. Shit. He never spoke about Neytiri if he could help it, and yet he hadn't even realized what he'd been about to say, and... fuck.
"I'd never have met my wife," he finished, and looked down at his plate.