[ Admittedly, Peter's careful offering catches her off guard. It's more proactive, more responsible.
(Less running.)
She nods, and though she doesn't relax entirely, some of the tension stiffening up her shoulders starts to ease out of her, letting her sink into Peter's side again. ]
[ And the answer escapes him on a quick exhale. He wraps his arms around her a little more firmly, as much as a bid for warmth as it is a small gesture of comfort.
This is, admittedly, one hell of a difficult subject to talk about, and if he were in her shoes? If he had a monster in his closet that had a very real chance of leaping out, wreaking havoc and trying to destroy everything he loved?
He's not entirely sure how he would react, but surely not with any of the aplomb that Gamora's exhibiting. ]
[ She turns her head to press her nose against his shoulder, taking a slower, deeper breath. ]
Thank you.
[ And those words are so rare from her (something she only offers when she means it), but this? It warrants real gratitude. She knows it means something more for Peter, hearing her say something like that, so...
[ And she's right, of course; voicing those particular thoughts aloud have a unique weight to them.
The word of thanks briefly catches him off-guard, if only because he so rarely ever heard it after he left Earth. It's something of an uphill climb, getting used to basic tenets of etiquette again.
He clears his throat a little awkwardly, his gaze skittering up to the roof of the igloo. ]
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(Less running.)
She nods, and though she doesn't relax entirely, some of the tension stiffening up her shoulders starts to ease out of her, letting her sink into Peter's side again. ]
That might be safest.
[ At least they'll have more control that way. ]
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[ And the answer escapes him on a quick exhale. He wraps his arms around her a little more firmly, as much as a bid for warmth as it is a small gesture of comfort.
This is, admittedly, one hell of a difficult subject to talk about, and if he were in her shoes? If he had a monster in his closet that had a very real chance of leaping out, wreaking havoc and trying to destroy everything he loved?
He's not entirely sure how he would react, but surely not with any of the aplomb that Gamora's exhibiting. ]
Whatever you think is best. I'm with you.
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Thank you.
[ And those words are so rare from her (something she only offers when she means it), but this? It warrants real gratitude. She knows it means something more for Peter, hearing her say something like that, so...
She offers him that real "thank you." ]
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The word of thanks briefly catches him off-guard, if only because he so rarely ever heard it after he left Earth. It's something of an uphill climb, getting used to basic tenets of etiquette again.
He clears his throat a little awkwardly, his gaze skittering up to the roof of the igloo. ]
Yeah. 'Course.
Anything for you.