[ Gamora glances over to the takeout box as Peter draws it in front of him, and something softens in her eyes, her voice a little less removed when she speaks again. ]
Yes.
[ It had been a genuine gesture, a desire to see him come back to the apartment – and maybe a foolish one, now that she thinks on it. If she didn't want him there, she wouldn't have bothered, but she'd purposefully picked out the food he'd said he liked, had left it with the note for him, just— in case he returned.
Because she wants him in that apartment with her, memories of no.
Which is why she's actually willing to add, ]
... I was hoping you would be back.
[ She decides it's worth saying, because she doesn't feel like she's telling him what he has to do or what he should do, but... she'd set it out for him, knowing that he still likely wouldn't remember anything but still wanting to see him in their (her?) home again. ]
no subject
Yes.
[ It had been a genuine gesture, a desire to see him come back to the apartment – and maybe a foolish one, now that she thinks on it. If she didn't want him there, she wouldn't have bothered, but she'd purposefully picked out the food he'd said he liked, had left it with the note for him, just— in case he returned.
Because she wants him in that apartment with her, memories of no.
Which is why she's actually willing to add, ]
... I was hoping you would be back.
[ She decides it's worth saying, because she doesn't feel like she's telling him what he has to do or what he should do, but... she'd set it out for him, knowing that he still likely wouldn't remember anything but still wanting to see him in their (her?) home again. ]