[ He huffs, almost pouting, but he can’t manage to hold onto the expression for long. He covers the slip with a shake of his head, pulling the blankets around them a little more securely. ]
Do you... wanna head back, maybe?
[ A beat, and he adds, ]
Not that it’s too cold or anything.
[ ... well, not only because it’s too cold. He kind of sort of wants to make out with Gamora like some teenager who just discovered how cool kissing was, but, like, doing it out here with his nose about to freeze right off doesn’t sound particularly fun. ]
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Do you... wanna head back, maybe?
[ A beat, and he adds, ]
Not that it’s too cold or anything.
[ ... well, not only because it’s too cold. He kind of sort of wants to make out with Gamora like some teenager who just discovered how cool kissing was, but, like, doing it out here with his nose about to freeze right off doesn’t sound particularly fun. ]