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Damn. Was kinda lookin' forward to seein' you go all badass mama bear on my behalf.

[ She nearly snorts. ]

Badass mama bear? Really?

[ He grins in response. ]

Yeah. I gotta imagine you've got a crazy protective streak.

I was thinking the exact same thing about you, actually.

--What? Why the heck would you think that?

[ That's ridiculous, Kasumi, is what this face says. Patently ridiculous. ]

Just a hunch.

I can totally see you big brother bear-ing at people--oh, wait. You did. With Traci.

[ He shrugs, taking a quick drink of his beer. ]

She was hurt, so I helped. It'd take a bigger asshole'n me not to lend a hand.

--Plus, you seem to be very interested in helping me out with my work, so.

It kind of feels like you're the one who's thinking about sweeping in like my knight in shining leather jacket.

[ Her tone isn't cheeky or judgy at all, it's actually rather... sincere? Appreciative? "It's okay to admit you're a nice dude, Quill"? ]

[ Nah, man. Peter's not a nice dude. He's badass and stonefaced and tough as nails.

Which is why he clears his throat and turns towards the bar, taking a drink from his bottle to buy himself some time. ]

Well. You hardly need the saving. [ With a sidelong glance, he cheekily repeats her words back to her. ] You can take care of yourself.

Damn right.

Which is why--if we're gonna have a gig together, Quill, you can count on me watching your back, but you don't need to babysit me or anything. Tougher than I look and all that. I'd rather have us work as partners than as mama bear watching baby bear or big brother watching little sister, yeah?

Edited 2015-05-25 05:33 (UTC)