[... He probably would have preferred to be stabbed with an actual knife right now, honestly.
But he couldn't say he didn't deserve being swatted out of that optimistic air. He's let them down on just about anything he offered them, didn't he? Peter swallows hard and just accepts it.]
... Y-yeah. Yeah. You're right.
[He sits in the silence that follows, looking at his hands.
Trying to piece something tangible together.]
Then I — I'll go home to help as many people as I can in New York. And to see my aunt and my friends, while I still can. And if there's a way to remember, hopefully I'll remember. [He rubs at his eyes, refusing to let Quill's words completely tear him down while he's in his company. He nudges an arm under Quill's.] C'mon, you need to get home. If Gamora comes back and you're out here half-dead, th — that's a really crappy welcome.
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But he couldn't say he didn't deserve being swatted out of that optimistic air. He's let them down on just about anything he offered them, didn't he? Peter swallows hard and just accepts it.]
... Y-yeah. Yeah. You're right.
[He sits in the silence that follows, looking at his hands.
Trying to piece something tangible together.]
Then I — I'll go home to help as many people as I can in New York. And to see my aunt and my friends, while I still can. And if there's a way to remember, hopefully I'll remember. [He rubs at his eyes, refusing to let Quill's words completely tear him down while he's in his company. He nudges an arm under Quill's.] C'mon, you need to get home. If Gamora comes back and you're out here half-dead, th — that's a really crappy welcome.