I turn and see Sabine walking forward. Crap. I would have thought I'd have more time.

"Hi." I say.

"Ezra? Is that you?" She asks.

"Miss me?" I ask.

I slam my lightsaber into a bullet. It hits right back. I wince. My arm still is burned.

"You're arm." Sabine points at the wound.

"I'm fine." I say.

I shoot my hand forward.  The Storm Troopers goes flying.

"You've been here all this time?" Sabine asks.

"Yeah." I say.

"Why didn't you tell us?!" She asks.

"How could I?!" I scream.

She stops.

"I'm just... I'm an alien." I say.

"You are so much more than that." Sitya says walking over.

"I doubt it." I say.

I shoot my lightsaber forward. It slams into a Storm Trooper. I jump back. 

"Nga lu hapxì of the Na'vi." She says.

(You are part of the people.)

"What's she saying?" Sabine asks me. 

"Nga lu set Mikaya." She says.

(You are now Mikaya.)

"Yeah, that something I'm not sure I want to be." I say.

I turn in the midst of the flames, and I see a shuttle.  Oh no... 

"I got a bad feeling about this." Sabine says.

"Who is in there?" Sitya asks.

"We should be running." I say.

I sense the man who's in there.

"Why?" Sabine asks.

"It's Thraw! Retreat!" I call.

"Zup txal!" Sitya yells.

I call my Ikran.

"You have to let me fly on it." Sabine says.

I give her my hand. She takes it.