[ Paranoia means Peter takes one last look around as the guy steps in – another cursory check for cops or anything else out of place, maybe – before he shuts the door behind him, locking it.
He tenses at the question, wary despite himself. The guy looks slimy as hell – literally and figuratively – but that's not what makes Peter hesitate.
Mostly, he's uncertain how to introduce himself. Gamora had been introducing him as her partner, back at the gallery opening, but Peter's reasonably sure that isn't going to fly, here. ]
I'm Gamora's friend.
[ That feels safe enough. True enough, besides.
(... is it true? Or is Gamora just using him as a tool? A resource?) ]
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He tenses at the question, wary despite himself. The guy looks slimy as hell – literally and figuratively – but that's not what makes Peter hesitate.
Mostly, he's uncertain how to introduce himself. Gamora had been introducing him as her partner, back at the gallery opening, but Peter's reasonably sure that isn't going to fly, here. ]
I'm Gamora's friend.
[ That feels safe enough. True enough, besides.
(... is it true? Or is Gamora just using him as a tool? A resource?) ]
Peter Quill.