Peter still doesn’t know a lot about Mantis – barely anything, really – except whatever strange role she served alongside Ego. (And that stings, sometimes, looking at her and just wondering what her role was, or wondering how many of Peter’s half-siblings she had met.) But she means well, he knows, and the others seemed happy enough folding her into the team, so he— rolls with it.
Like he usually does.
As the silence drags on, Peter observes the party around them, laughs a little as a couple of drunken revelers fall into a heap after a misguided attempt for one to bench press the other. Her question drags his attention back to her, and he offers a shrug and a carefree sort of smile. ]
I’m doin’ just fine. Or as fine as anyone can be, when they find themselves zapped into some weird reality junction without a quick way home.
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Well.
This is awkward.
Peter still doesn’t know a lot about Mantis – barely anything, really – except whatever strange role she served alongside Ego. (And that stings, sometimes, looking at her and just wondering what her role was, or wondering how many of Peter’s half-siblings she had met.) But she means well, he knows, and the others seemed happy enough folding her into the team, so he— rolls with it.
Like he usually does.
As the silence drags on, Peter observes the party around them, laughs a little as a couple of drunken revelers fall into a heap after a misguided attempt for one to bench press the other. Her question drags his attention back to her, and he offers a shrug and a carefree sort of smile. ]
I’m doin’ just fine. Or as fine as anyone can be, when they find themselves zapped into some weird reality junction without a quick way home.
[ So... “fine.” ]