After Sheyan became mindful of a certain underlying message beneath Eywa’s words, he deeply bowed by the side and spoke.
“Venerable Goddess, please forgive my audacity…...since you both desire for peace, why not settle for a negotiation? My friend here doesn’t rely on plunder and wanton devouring of the carcasses of creatures to sustain his life. His survivability and growth is entirely based on something else! He is like a Hometree, and only requires energies from crystals to preserve his existence for a very very long time.”
“If you feel his tribal force is growing too extravagant, then it doesn’t matter, for he is able to shrink his base to a smaller scale. He can proactively terminate his own soldiers and lower his personal battle prowess. Please believe me, his only necessity here are those pandora ores. If you are able to show benevolence and allocate a tiny living space for him, then peace will once again descend over planet Pandora.”