[ It quickly becomes clear that the light was neither intentional nor welcome.
(And it shouldn't be, after all they know about Ego now, after what he did and what he wanted to do.)
But Peter is freaking out, and somehow, that grounds Gamora from her own immediate reaction of "What is that?" The light disappears, and the look on his face wrenches something in Gamora's chest; she doesn't keep her distance, doesn't watch him warily, and instead, steps forward, closing the space between them to kneel on the mats. ]
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(And it shouldn't be, after all they know about Ego now, after what he did and what he wanted to do.)
But Peter is freaking out, and somehow, that grounds Gamora from her own immediate reaction of "What is that?" The light disappears, and the look on his face wrenches something in Gamora's chest; she doesn't keep her distance, doesn't watch him warily, and instead, steps forward, closing the space between them to kneel on the mats. ]
Peter.
[ Without the shocked, startled tone of before. ]
Look at me.