Despite the upset the night before with the attempted break-in, Ramirez's security is no more stringent than what Gamora would naturally expect, and there aren't as many eyes on them as she'd worried they might find. And, as she'd admitted earlier in the day, the night is easier with Peter there – partially, because he puts her at ease, and partially because he actually makes an effort to make the trip as physically painless as possible. She swallowed a fistful of ibuprofen before they left, and the anti-inflammatories sawed the edge off of the throbbing wound in her side, but it still wears on her the longer she has to stand around in uncomfortable shoes.
She doesn't entirely realize how much she ends up leaning on Peter as the night progresses.
It's only been a few hours by the time they take their leave, but Gamora felt the time drag all the way up to their goodbyes. When they're finally walking back to the rental car, Gamora almost sags against Peter. ]
... I'm fine.
[ Exhausted, wrung-out, a little hoarse, but she's still on her feet, still taking steady steps.
She reaches into her pocket, producing the car keys, and she holds them out to Peter. ]
(^・ω・^ )
Despite the upset the night before with the attempted break-in, Ramirez's security is no more stringent than what Gamora would naturally expect, and there aren't as many eyes on them as she'd worried they might find. And, as she'd admitted earlier in the day, the night is easier with Peter there – partially, because he puts her at ease, and partially because he actually makes an effort to make the trip as physically painless as possible. She swallowed a fistful of ibuprofen before they left, and the anti-inflammatories sawed the edge off of the throbbing wound in her side, but it still wears on her the longer she has to stand around in uncomfortable shoes.
She doesn't entirely realize how much she ends up leaning on Peter as the night progresses.
It's only been a few hours by the time they take their leave, but Gamora felt the time drag all the way up to their goodbyes. When they're finally walking back to the rental car, Gamora almost sags against Peter. ]
... I'm fine.
[ Exhausted, wrung-out, a little hoarse, but she's still on her feet, still taking steady steps.
She reaches into her pocket, producing the car keys, and she holds them out to Peter. ]
You drive.