[ His eyes narrow slightly as she offers that bit of information; he vaguely remembers Ego telling him about hiring the Ravagers to transport Peter from Missouri to Ego's planet, only they had arrived too late.
The sudden noise has him similarly springing to his feet, his hand instinctively going to his sword.
It takes him a blink to register it as music.
It takes the same amount of time to register it as achingly familiar.
He falters briefly, expression going slack. His voice is little more than a croak when he finally speaks. ]
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The sudden noise has him similarly springing to his feet, his hand instinctively going to his sword.
It takes him a blink to register it as music.
It takes the same amount of time to register it as achingly familiar.
He falters briefly, expression going slack. His voice is little more than a croak when he finally speaks. ]
... You have music from Earth.