[ Peter offers a quick, tight-lipped smile, something sympathetic. His mind briefly drifts to Rocket, to the painful-looking mods bolted into his back, screwed and melded with his frame. Peter can't exactly relate, but he can at least understand how messed up it is.
At Genji's question, Peter blinks, confused, then, ]
Oh. Uh.
[ A pause, as he thinks of the easiest way to put this. He's already handling a lot of baggage, tonight; he wants to minimize the chances of bringing aboard anything else. ]
I left Earth when I was really young. I was traveling through space for most of my life, before I ended up here.
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At Genji's question, Peter blinks, confused, then, ]
Oh. Uh.
[ A pause, as he thinks of the easiest way to put this. He's already handling a lot of baggage, tonight; he wants to minimize the chances of bringing aboard anything else. ]
I left Earth when I was really young. I was traveling through space for most of my life, before I ended up here.