[ Her reply just makes him huff out another put-upon sigh, but he puts his hands on his hips as he waits.
He's not disappointed, at least, and at the first brush of Gamora's hand across the petals, the sulky air he had put on falls away, replaced with open interest. Eventually, the entire area is lit up, and Peter tilts his head back to look up at the glowing canopy. ]
Whoa...
[ Breathed out. It's like something out of a fairy tale. A soft laugh escapes him, little more than a gentle huff of air. ]
It's...
[ He turns to look at her, sees that small smile curving her lips. Something warm curls in his chest at the sight, familiar and welcome, and he feels himself echoing her expression. ]
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He's not disappointed, at least, and at the first brush of Gamora's hand across the petals, the sulky air he had put on falls away, replaced with open interest. Eventually, the entire area is lit up, and Peter tilts his head back to look up at the glowing canopy. ]
Whoa...
[ Breathed out. It's like something out of a fairy tale. A soft laugh escapes him, little more than a gentle huff of air. ]
It's...
[ He turns to look at her, sees that small smile curving her lips. Something warm curls in his chest at the sight, familiar and welcome, and he feels himself echoing her expression. ]
... beautiful.