[ Peter should argue more. Should insist that the kid stay in his own apartment and leave Peter to his devices, except—
He sits heavily on the bare mattress, grimacing and grunting with discomfort. Ice. A lot of fucking ice, still, and he doubts the kid has that here, bare bones as his place is. Also, he is absolutely not going to ice his ribs with mystery popsicles.
He catches the way the kid yawns, and his eyes narrow, and—
Four years home, one week here. That's how much time has apparently passed. And it's still weird, reconciling what he knows and what he remembers. The lens shifts a lot, moves in and out of focus. Last week, he and the Guardians were fighting off security drones.
But also last week, he was in Riverview, frowning down at the hilarious joke he had sent the kid, only to receive a lackluster "haha" in response.
So it's... weird.
But at length, he looks down at the floor, clearing his throat. Mentally preparing himself, it seems, and it's all to obvious why when he says, ]
Before we left, Gamora told me she caught you asleep on a tram.
[ It's... hard. Talking about her. It's really fucking hard. But it shouldn't be, because she's going to be back, any day now. Any second. ]
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He sits heavily on the bare mattress, grimacing and grunting with discomfort. Ice. A lot of fucking ice, still, and he doubts the kid has that here, bare bones as his place is. Also, he is absolutely not going to ice his ribs with mystery popsicles.
He catches the way the kid yawns, and his eyes narrow, and—
Four years home, one week here. That's how much time has apparently passed. And it's still weird, reconciling what he knows and what he remembers. The lens shifts a lot, moves in and out of focus. Last week, he and the Guardians were fighting off security drones.
But also last week, he was in Riverview, frowning down at the hilarious joke he had sent the kid, only to receive a lackluster "haha" in response.
So it's... weird.
But at length, he looks down at the floor, clearing his throat. Mentally preparing himself, it seems, and it's all to obvious why when he says, ]
Before we left, Gamora told me she caught you asleep on a tram.
[ It's... hard. Talking about her. It's really fucking hard. But it shouldn't be, because she's going to be back, any day now. Any second. ]