[ Gamora maintains her grip on his hand long enough to make sure he won't fall over, then releases him to gesture back towards the exit, where the others are already waiting (with growing impatience, it seems). ]
That can come after you rest.
[ But from the bunker's main hall, Rocket shouts back at them, ]
Would you idiots stop with the hand holdin' already so we can go? Do your gross mushy stuff later.
[ Tact, thy name is Rocket.
Maybe she has to remind him about how detachable his tail actually is. ]
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That can come after you rest.
[ But from the bunker's main hall, Rocket shouts back at them, ]
Would you idiots stop with the hand holdin' already so we can go? Do your gross mushy stuff later.
[ Tact, thy name is Rocket.
Maybe she has to remind him about how detachable his tail actually is. ]