[ There's a moment where Gamora blinks at him, her head cocked as she considers the offer, and she realizes... it's been a while since she's listened to these particular songs.
The corner of her lips lifts (something small and private, one of those little smiles she so often reserves for Peter), and then she nods. ]
I have the time.
[ And even if she didn't, she'd probably make it for him.
With Peter's directing, she heads into their bedroom to take a seat on Peter's bed – not paying much mind to the mess of blankets – and draws up her legs to make herself comfortable. ]
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The corner of her lips lifts (something small and private, one of those little smiles she so often reserves for Peter), and then she nods. ]
I have the time.
[ And even if she didn't, she'd probably make it for him.
With Peter's directing, she heads into their bedroom to take a seat on Peter's bed – not paying much mind to the mess of blankets – and draws up her legs to make herself comfortable. ]