[ Peter, at least, doesn't look intimidated, holding Yondu's gaze until the guy finally turns back to Gamora. ]
Now, I dunno how you think we operate, Ms. Gamora, but we don't deal in blood.
Yeah. You deal in drugs and stolen cars. You guys are practically saints.
[ Yondu glares at Peter who responds with a shrug that somehow manages to be sarcastic. ]
We don't deal in blood. 'Least, not unless we're forced to defend ourselves. So I'm hopin' you're not suggestin' you'll go out and slit someone's throat on my behalf.
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He told you that, did he?
[ Peter, at least, doesn't look intimidated, holding Yondu's gaze until the guy finally turns back to Gamora. ]
Now, I dunno how you think we operate, Ms. Gamora, but we don't deal in blood.
Yeah. You deal in drugs and stolen cars. You guys are practically saints.
[ Yondu glares at Peter who responds with a shrug that somehow manages to be sarcastic. ]
We don't deal in blood. 'Least, not unless we're forced to defend ourselves. So I'm hopin' you're not suggestin' you'll go out and slit someone's throat on my behalf.