[ Peter blinks, glancing down at Groot who’s far less cranky, now, and seems to be fiddling with a stubby, leafy offshoot at his upper arm. Ostensibly he’s forgotten he was supposed to be in time out, or else he’s stopped caring.
So Peter sighs a little, scrubbing at his eye. ]
Not anymore, I guess. [ Disciplining unruly saplings is hard. ]
I’m Peter, by the way. Peter Quill. Folks call me Star-Lord.
no subject
So Peter sighs a little, scrubbing at his eye. ]
Not anymore, I guess. [ Disciplining unruly saplings is hard. ]
I’m Peter, by the way. Peter Quill. Folks call me Star-Lord.
[ no, they really don’t. ]
And you’ve already met Groot.