That man seems very upset.

His brother seems dim to me.

Everything seems possible when one is well-rested.

The world seems chaotic to me.

You seem very angry. What's wrong?

Finally he came upon a Prolemuris youngling that had a deep wound on its back from its right shoulder to its two left arms. It seemed the wound came from a bite of a viperwolf. Blood was coming out of it.

After her marriage, it seemed to Ninat that her soul had merged with that of her mate.

I shape a rock to look like an ikran.

A: What are these things?
B: I don't know, but don't touch them! They look dangerous.

Night of Pandora. The forest is full of life. Many creatures and beasts walk, hunt, and fight to survive. Plants glow to give wonderful bioluminescence to the forest. Fan lizards turn, water flows under the blue bioluminescent light. A Na'vi boy walks aimlessly through the forest to feel peace and to see the night's beautiful life. He makes glowing foot tracks on the strong branches of a tall tree. A beautiful skin-blue color fills the sky, the large world stands strong with his siblings and the stars which seem so small. The boy approaches a lake and thinks about the beauty of the world. Eywa smiles upon this one, who is called Zuvo.

Tsenu is broken hearted that Va'ru appears to be about to dump her.

A: It looks like Txewì and Rini are about to get married.
B: That's great!

I bet they'll take the river rather than the forest.

At mid-day it seems that the stars in the sky have all vanished but they just can't be seen then.

A: It seems to me that that newcomer isn't any good at hunting.
B: (It seems that way) to me as well. By the way, I have some important news I want to tell you about him.

It's nice for me to see you look extremely handsome in your blue photo.

(Pawl: My thinking here is that over time, lam oer could have evolved into a kind of adverbial, almost like "seemingly," just as sìlpey oe can have the force of "hopefully.")

Nothing could be (seem/appear) more beautiful to me than a Pandoran forest that has covered in moss, except perhaps this world soon covering itself in peaceful well-being and the Na'vi language.