[ Gamora's gaze follows Peter's hands, hawklike, but she seems... if not pleased, sated by demonstration, mild as it might seem to anyone else. She knows she owes him nothing, especially since, as he points out, he's at a distinct disadvantage – if by numbers alone. She doesn't have to give him a single damn thing, but she still sets her own hands on the table, mirroring Peter's posture.
The corner of her lips lifts in a smile, humorless. ]
It would be very stupid for you to try, at this point.
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The corner of her lips lifts in a smile, humorless. ]
It would be very stupid for you to try, at this point.