[ It's just as well that Peter's used to that particular tone to take any offense to it. It helps even more that he's focused on dodging the meteors. The ship's controls may be unfamiliar, but this instinct isn't, and Peter's spent a lot of time learning controls on the fly, considering how often he was behind the yoke of stolen or borrowed ships.
Peter spares only a glance out of the view screen at Gamora's warning, and he pitches the ship downward, the inertial dampers doing little to safeguard him from that wild feeling of his stomach trying to rise up into his chest. Another meteor to the right, and Peter sends the ship into an aileron roll, dodging to the left. He levels out the ship, once the meteor sails past. ]
Where the hell are they coming from?
[ Sharply, now that he has that bit of breathing space to speak. ]
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Peter spares only a glance out of the view screen at Gamora's warning, and he pitches the ship downward, the inertial dampers doing little to safeguard him from that wild feeling of his stomach trying to rise up into his chest. Another meteor to the right, and Peter sends the ship into an aileron roll, dodging to the left. He levels out the ship, once the meteor sails past. ]
Where the hell are they coming from?
[ Sharply, now that he has that bit of breathing space to speak. ]