[ And he says it incredulously, almost offended. But he pauses, reaching up and frowning uncertainly. ]
—Do I?
[ He did blast apart a monster before the end of his shift, but with the nature of his blasters, any debris would be more burnt flesh than guts. And besides, he wouldn't come back coated in viscera.
He's not Gamora.
Luckily, he doesn't have any monster in his hair, but there is a bit of dirt and possibly a small leaf from a tumble. Peter falls a lot, after all.
A lot.
It's a wonder he hasn't cracked his head open yet.) ]
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[ And he says it incredulously, almost offended. But he pauses, reaching up and frowning uncertainly. ]
—Do I?
[ He did blast apart a monster before the end of his shift, but with the nature of his blasters, any debris would be more burnt flesh than guts. And besides, he wouldn't come back coated in viscera.
He's not Gamora.
Luckily, he doesn't have any monster in his hair, but there is a bit of dirt and possibly a small leaf from a tumble. Peter falls a lot, after all.
A lot.
It's a wonder he hasn't cracked his head open yet.) ]