[ He catches that affection, and unconsciously, the corner of his mouth quirks up in a smile. Obviously Peter would be the first person in line to call Rocket an asshole, but he'd kick anyone's ass who said it in earnest. Evidently that's just the sort of thing brothers do. ]

Part of his charm. He says it's attention-grabbing. Plus, he thinks it's funny that it looks like yelling.

And I'm retired, but with a dot, dot, dot and a question mark at the end. I'm not opposed to the idea of a sequel.

[ In the later years, the Guardians of the Galaxy's coffers were surprisingly flush. In living up to their name and saving planets and systems and the galaxy at large from every bad guy with a superiority complex, they received a lot of units as recompense. (Occasionally, a well-meaning parent might offer up their offspring for marriage, but only Kraglin ever seemed to take them up on that.) When he took his severance, he had enough in his accounts that he didn't really have to take up a job on Earth.

(He probably would, though, eventually. Just out of boredom. Not that he has any inkling on what. He could hardly work a desk job, after all.)

But he's not saying no to free drinks. ]