[ Muted as the praise might sound to anyone else, Peter knows all too well that that was basically Gamora's version of glowing.
He grins, relief surging through him and making him relax at last. ]
Good.
[ He rubs the back of his neck, searching the kitchen table for the little black box. He doesn't spot it immediately, and he frowns. With the way Gamora had greeted him, and with the way she's positioned now, he hasn't realized that she's currently wearing the rings he had bought her, and he clears his throats nervously. ]
I, um. Kept the receipt. For the other stuff. If you wanted to exchange any of it, so...
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He grins, relief surging through him and making him relax at last. ]
Good.
[ He rubs the back of his neck, searching the kitchen table for the little black box. He doesn't spot it immediately, and he frowns. With the way Gamora had greeted him, and with the way she's positioned now, he hasn't realized that she's currently wearing the rings he had bought her, and he clears his throats nervously. ]
I, um. Kept the receipt. For the other stuff. If you wanted to exchange any of it, so...