[ His lips part to protest out of hand, because he's an argumentative bastard even at the best of times. But eventually his better sense catches up with him (and it's a long time coming, considering the state of him), and he connects the dots:
This is Gamora, saying these things. This is Gamora, who's more than happy to tell some asshole just how completely useless they are, who doesn't waste time on niceties if she doesn't have to.
He falls quiet for a long moment, letting himself digest this realization, before offering a lopsided sort of smile, something warm and a little fond. ]
Look at you, giving me a pep talk.
[ He says it wryly, and he breathes out a laugh. ]
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This is Gamora, saying these things. This is Gamora, who's more than happy to tell some asshole just how completely useless they are, who doesn't waste time on niceties if she doesn't have to.
He falls quiet for a long moment, letting himself digest this realization, before offering a lopsided sort of smile, something warm and a little fond. ]
Look at you, giving me a pep talk.
[ He says it wryly, and he breathes out a laugh. ]
Not bad.