[ Gamora looks about ready to turn him down, to brush it all aside like she's been trying to do this entire time, but beyond that clouding influence, something tells her to just— listen to him for a moment.
Indulge him.
And so instead, she sighs again, uncrossing her arms and waving vaguely to the door of his quarters. ]
Fine, but make it quick. Then you will see you're fussing over nothing.
[ And, reluctantly, she follows him to head to the infirmary. ]
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Indulge him.
And so instead, she sighs again, uncrossing her arms and waving vaguely to the door of his quarters. ]
Fine, but make it quick. Then you will see you're fussing over nothing.
[ And, reluctantly, she follows him to head to the infirmary. ]