[ But he chokes on that last syllable, mouth working silently as the words finally settle, and— ]
Wait, what?
[ No, okay, he definitely heard that wrong. She definitely didn't— Gamora would never—
He stares at her retreating back, mouth still hanging open, trying to make sense of the last, like, minute, because he's pretty sure what she said – or what he thinks she said, or maybe what he thinks she didn't say, or... – has flipped everything on its head.
It takes him even longer to realize that she's managed to put a fair amount of distance between them while he's been sitting here, gawking, and he scrambles to his feet, running after her. ]
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Yeah, maybe—
[ But he chokes on that last syllable, mouth working silently as the words finally settle, and— ]
Wait, what?
[ No, okay, he definitely heard that wrong. She definitely didn't— Gamora would never—
He stares at her retreating back, mouth still hanging open, trying to make sense of the last, like, minute, because he's pretty sure what she said – or what he thinks she said, or maybe what he thinks she didn't say, or... – has flipped everything on its head.
It takes him even longer to realize that she's managed to put a fair amount of distance between them while he's been sitting here, gawking, and he scrambles to his feet, running after her. ]