[ He pauses at her objection, the word bullshit materializing briefly on his tongue.
But that's not going to help anything, he knows, and instead, he lets out a slow breath. ]
Probably.
[ Agreement again, even if it's a lie on Peter's part, because he's worried as hell. That was weird. That was out of character. Gamora is usually so calm and collected, and maybe she got pissed sometimes, but she hasn't gotten pissed like that at anyone on the team since—
Since Knowhere, probably. And that feels like years ago.
He makes it to the intercom, finally, hailing the flight deck. Kraglin answers, surprise in his voice – probably startled to see a message coming from the medbay. ]
Turn us back. Head for the nearest medical facility.
[ There's a beat of silence, but a slight lurch of the ship tells Peter that Kraglin has followed the order without argument (and a part of Peter is gratified that someone listens to him on this damn team). ]
Everythin' alright, Pete?
Yeah. [ He pauses, wondering how much he ought to share. He frowns a little, then, for Gamora's sake, decides to keep the information under wraps for now. ] Just a precaution. Sooner the better though, Krag.
Aye, Cap'n.
[ The line shuts, and Peter frowns as he turns back to Gamora, rubbing at the back of his neck. He walks cautiously toward her, movements careful like he doesn't want to startle her. ]
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But that's not going to help anything, he knows, and instead, he lets out a slow breath. ]
Probably.
[ Agreement again, even if it's a lie on Peter's part, because he's worried as hell. That was weird. That was out of character. Gamora is usually so calm and collected, and maybe she got pissed sometimes, but she hasn't gotten pissed like that at anyone on the team since—
Since Knowhere, probably. And that feels like years ago.
He makes it to the intercom, finally, hailing the flight deck. Kraglin answers, surprise in his voice – probably startled to see a message coming from the medbay. ]
Turn us back. Head for the nearest medical facility.
[ There's a beat of silence, but a slight lurch of the ship tells Peter that Kraglin has followed the order without argument (and a part of Peter is gratified that someone listens to him on this damn team). ]
Everythin' alright, Pete?
Yeah. [ He pauses, wondering how much he ought to share. He frowns a little, then, for Gamora's sake, decides to keep the information under wraps for now. ] Just a precaution. Sooner the better though, Krag.
Aye, Cap'n.
[ The line shuts, and Peter frowns as he turns back to Gamora, rubbing at the back of his neck. He walks cautiously toward her, movements careful like he doesn't want to startle her. ]
You alright?