[ another time, another place, and gamora would be far more uncertain about how close they are, about this level of contact — but she also knows that peter is, by nature, a tactile individual. that it's comforting to him. and in this moment, as he sits in so much pain and genuine danger, she doesn't even balk at the opportunity to provide that comfort (because somewhere, in a space she can't quite parse or acknowledge, it comforts her to be this close to him). ]
I know.
[ she's kept her attention somewhat divided for that very reason: listening for footfalls, glancing towards any of their exposed spaces in the shop. she's kept on her guard, even as she ensures peter's own safety. ]
I will handle them, should they find us here.
[ she hopes they'll somehow pass by, that they'll hold out until the others can pick them up, but if the kree get to the storefront before then...
well, gamora has some unfinished business with them.
(namely, the fact that they still possess all of their essential organs. she'd like to fix that.) ]
no subject
I know.
[ she's kept her attention somewhat divided for that very reason: listening for footfalls, glancing towards any of their exposed spaces in the shop. she's kept on her guard, even as she ensures peter's own safety. ]
I will handle them, should they find us here.
[ she hopes they'll somehow pass by, that they'll hold out until the others can pick them up, but if the kree get to the storefront before then...
well, gamora has some unfinished business with them.
(namely, the fact that they still possess all of their essential organs. she'd like to fix that.) ]