[ Maybe seeing Peter like this has put her at ease or maybe she's finally starting to adjust to this whole physical contact thing, but Gamora barely even tenses when he suddenly flings his arms around her in a wholly unexpected hug. She's startled at first, but it's probably an improvement that she's not immediately throwing him onto his back for his trouble.
She manages to set the capsule aside, and she's at least somewhat more tentative about wrapping her arms around him in return, winding around his waist to rest her palms on his shoulder blades.
Part of her was so uncertain about the sudden appearance of the Walkman (because how could it be here?), but another part had been hoping that this would be real enough for Peter, that it would fill something of the hole left behind.
She'd wanted that for him, and it's such an alien sensation to feel some sort of bubbling warmth in her own chest that's come with Peter's joy. ]
Maybe they should have delivered it to you directly.
[ But she won't lie: there's something so... wonderful about experiencing it with him. ]
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She manages to set the capsule aside, and she's at least somewhat more tentative about wrapping her arms around him in return, winding around his waist to rest her palms on his shoulder blades.
Part of her was so uncertain about the sudden appearance of the Walkman (because how could it be here?), but another part had been hoping that this would be real enough for Peter, that it would fill something of the hole left behind.
She'd wanted that for him, and it's such an alien sensation to feel some sort of bubbling warmth in her own chest that's come with Peter's joy. ]
Maybe they should have delivered it to you directly.
[ But she won't lie: there's something so... wonderful about experiencing it with him. ]