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[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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.

[stealwithit]

--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"? ]

[nostalgiabomb]

[ 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.

[stealwithit]

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?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He laughs a little, inclining his head a little in agreement. ]

Alright, I got it. Partners, then, if you can stand to share the limelight.

[stealwithit]

I think I could do that for the legendary Star-Lord.

[ she shoots him a smile and raises her glass. ]

It'll be fun.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He raises his bottle in turn, touching its lip against the side of her glass. ]

This is when I find out you're secretly a slave-driver, huh?

[stealwithit]

[ she looks thoughtful for a moment. ]

I mean, if you're into that...

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He laughs quietly, arching an eyebrow. ]

Only if you are.

[stealwithit]

[ she responds with a little chuckle of her own. ]

You're a riot, Quill. Truly.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He shrugs a shoulder. ]

Thanks. I do my best.

[stealwithit]

No wonder you've got dates lined up left and right, huh?

[nostalgiabomb]

Eh, well, what can I say? People seem to love a good sense of humor.

[stealwithit]

Right, because that's the only thing you've got going for you.

[nostalgiabomb]

Hey, now, I can't help it if my wit and charm have gotten me a few drinks, here'n' there.

I'm sure the same can be said of you, right?

[stealwithit]

Maybe. The whole enigmatic hood thing doesn't really a thing for a lot of people, though, but I don't blame them.

[nostalgiabomb]

Really? You'd think that'd make them even more interested. Pandora's Box sorta thing.

[stealwithit]

You think all the evils of the world are underneath my hood.

Wow. That might just be the strangest compliment I've ever received.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Simply: ] Snakes.

[stealwithit]

[ she just shakes her head ]

You're going to be so disappointed.

[nostalgiabomb]

I highly doubt it. But either way? I think I'll have to be the judge of that.

[stealwithit]

[ She gives him a sidelong glance as she takes a sip of her drink. ] Yeah, I guess you will.

If we ever get to that point, that is.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He flashes her a quick smirk. ]

You know, in a way? I kinda like the mystery. You've got a seriously secret agent super-spy vibe.

[stealwithit]

[ He'll earn a little laugh for that. ]

I've heard all of that before, many times. I don't really think it's just a vibe at this point, but hey, I'll take it.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He twirls the bottle on the counter top idly. ]

I've gotta ask, though. Why the hood? Why not wear a mask?