Neytiri laughed at Banshee's antics, and at Jake's feeling toward the hunting. She could imagine that feathers and beaks and legs weren't all that appetizing and didn't blame him for not wanting to follow Banshee's example. She took a deep breath and let it out. She held on so that no matter what he did, she would not fall, and then she closed her eyes. She trusted Jake completely and knew that he would make sure they were both safe.
You are strong. And smart. You fly as if you were born to it.