[ The pause says more than enough, and as disheartening as it is, it makes sense. He has no concept of who he is, let alone who they are, and without the history to back it up, for all of them, it's difficult to remember their connection.
... And some of them take more offense to that than others.
She nods once, then climbs to her feet. She offers Peter her hand again with something, and there's something in her eyes that's— just a bit softer.
(Closer to the way she'd looked at Peter sometimes before, in their quieter moments together.) ]
Do what feels right to you, Peter.
[ If that means fighting, excellent, she can teach him that. If it means something different, some deviation from the Peter Quill they'd all known... well, they'll figure it out. ]
no subject
... And some of them take more offense to that than others.
She nods once, then climbs to her feet. She offers Peter her hand again with something, and there's something in her eyes that's— just a bit softer.
(Closer to the way she'd looked at Peter sometimes before, in their quieter moments together.) ]
Do what feels right to you, Peter.
[ If that means fighting, excellent, she can teach him that. If it means something different, some deviation from the Peter Quill they'd all known... well, they'll figure it out. ]