[ He-- feels like that should be a compliment -- "you act like you care, and it doesn't sound like bullshit." He thinks it is, anyway, which is why why a smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.

Peter's childhood? Far from normal. Far from perfect. But he knows he'd never dare compare it to what Ellie just told him. He thought he'd understand, in a way, or at least hoped he would, but this? So beyond anything he could ever imagine.

At her question, he draws an X-shape over his chest, and holds up a hand -- even if she can't see it. ]

I, Peter Jason Quill, hereby swear that I will be far more heavily armed than a normal person would deem necessary for a movie marathon.

Which is to say, that I will be armed at all. Also? Not one, but two blasters. So. [ His shrug is almost audible. ]

I've got your back, Scout. Promise.