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[ He glances up when she adjusts his grip, and he's about to ask, "What was that?" before he remembers she's good with swords.

And that's scary, that he's basically found himself another Gamora. What is his life? Why is it like this? ]

I'm guessin' I was holdin' this wrong, huh?

[bokator]

[ She chuckles. ]

Yeah. I'd say you don't have much cause for blades in space, but... [ lightsabers. ]

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You know, you'd think so? But I've got a couple buddies who swear by knives and sword -- like, the non-light variety, -- and their kill counts are through the friggin' roof, so who the hell knows anymore?

[bokator]

[ She smirks. ]

Nobody sees a blade coming. Too old fashioned, you know? But they're better than guns. [ conspiratorially, she whispers, ] Don't tell Dad.

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[ He whispers right back, ] Your secret's safe with me. 'Cause I have no clue who "Dad" is supposed to be.

[bokator]

[ Congratulations Peter Quill you are officially on a list of like four people who can make Rose Wilson giggle. ]

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[ Peter commemorates this momentous occasion by asking the following question: ]

Holy shit, did you just laugh?

[bokator]

[ She's not very good at disguising the fact that she's trying to hold the rest of it in, as she picks her way past more large rifles. ]

You heard nothing, Quill.