[ He glances over at her, unsure of how to feel about that little admission.
It's— surprising, for her to admit it, and a small, traitorous part of him warms a little for it. But he can't forget that Gamora is only hanging around with Monica Ramirez to get closer to her husband to murder him, so—
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It's— surprising, for her to admit it, and a small, traitorous part of him warms a little for it. But he can't forget that Gamora is only hanging around with Monica Ramirez to get closer to her husband to murder him, so—
There's that.
He reaches up a hand, scrubbing at his face. ]
I don't think I can do this.
[ And the words come haltingly, gruffly. ]