Ethan's expression fell once more when she replied, and he turned, leaning his back against the ship's hull. He looked to the ground at his feet for a moment, letting out a quiet sigh before glancing over at her again when she said she didn't follow rules. That was something, he supposed - better than being completely rejected by every single Na'vi. Whether it would really do him any good in the long run was something yet to be seen. He was silent, in thought for a little while longer, but couldn't resist watching her as she examined the ship further, going so far as to climb atop it.
He followed her up, and sat cross legged near the edge, facing her. "We call this a 'ship'," he offered, patting the metal surface, and then suddenly looked off into the forest as he heard something. It was nothing more than one of the innumerable creatures that lived amongst the trees going about its life, but he wasn't yet used to the sounds of nature, so it startled him.
"Not all sky people are the same..." he said quietly when he turned his attention back to Nearae, "There were those who wanted only to learn your ways - those who fought with the Na'vi against those who wished your people harm." At last, some of things he had decided to say when he'd thought about meeting the Na'vi for the first time were coming back to him - things he'd rehearsed in his mind time and again.