[ Once the zipper on Gamora's dress is dealt with, Peter busies himself with shrugging out of his own jacket, unfastening the first couple of buttons on his shirt.
When Gamora glances back at him, hesitant and wary, and when she offers that strange apology, he frowns at her, a little confused. ]
Why are you apologizing? Everything worked out how you wanted it to, didn't it?
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When Gamora glances back at him, hesitant and wary, and when she offers that strange apology, he frowns at her, a little confused. ]
Why are you apologizing? Everything worked out how you wanted it to, didn't it?