[ The sound doesn't quite jolt Gamora out of her lazy haze, but her eyes snap open, her head turning towards the cracking to see the broken little twig. With a sigh of her own, she rolls her eyes to the ceiling. ]
I'll take them out for you later.
[ Maybe that would be sweet if it didn't involve the perfectly sharp blade of one of her smaller knives. Look, it's better than a pair of tweezers.
But it's (probably) her own attempt at humor as Peter settles above her, and she can feel how close and warm he is, and she can hear his heart thumping behind his ribs. It's odd sometimes, to be so in tune with others' bodies with her refined senses, but she genuinely loves hearing the way Peter responds to her in high definition. Any time his pulse kicks up or his breathing changes by increments, she's paying close attention, relishing all of it.
... Something else that might sound odd to anyone unfamiliar with Gamora's training, but it's a different use for all of that awareness. It takes a lot to put Gamora far enough out of her own mind to ignore it.
He isn't too far away, close enough that she can lean up, brushing her lips against the corner of his mouth. ]
Are there any other branches you're going to break?
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I'll take them out for you later.
[ Maybe that would be sweet if it didn't involve the perfectly sharp blade of one of her smaller knives. Look, it's better than a pair of tweezers.
But it's (probably) her own attempt at humor as Peter settles above her, and she can feel how close and warm he is, and she can hear his heart thumping behind his ribs. It's odd sometimes, to be so in tune with others' bodies with her refined senses, but she genuinely loves hearing the way Peter responds to her in high definition. Any time his pulse kicks up or his breathing changes by increments, she's paying close attention, relishing all of it.
... Something else that might sound odd to anyone unfamiliar with Gamora's training, but it's a different use for all of that awareness. It takes a lot to put Gamora far enough out of her own mind to ignore it.
He isn't too far away, close enough that she can lean up, brushing her lips against the corner of his mouth. ]
Are there any other branches you're going to break?