[ oh god are we throwing shit already peter hasn't even done anything to warrant getting beamed--
He catches the bottle, thanks to a combination of good reflexes and instinct driven into him from years of being the butt of most Ravager jokes. Startled, he blinks at it, and he means to say a word of thanks, except Gamora is speaking again, and asking a kind of unpleasant question. He sobers almost instantly. ]
No. Just you. Could be the rest of the guys are still wherever it is this ship came from? [ he punctuates it by waving his hand toward the wreckage. Then, he asks slowly, ] You don't happen to have any insight on what the hell we were doing in there, do you?
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He catches the bottle, thanks to a combination of good reflexes and instinct driven into him from years of being the butt of most Ravager jokes. Startled, he blinks at it, and he means to say a word of thanks, except Gamora is speaking again, and asking a kind of unpleasant question. He sobers almost instantly. ]
No. Just you. Could be the rest of the guys are still wherever it is this ship came from? [ he punctuates it by waving his hand toward the wreckage. Then, he asks slowly, ] You don't happen to have any insight on what the hell we were doing in there, do you?