[ Peter arrives on the scene, slowing as he approaches the unlikely pair. Maybe a different guy would be worried about the brick wall incarnate that’s apparently folded himself over the kid.
Instead, Peter just thinks of Drax and feels a weird, ugly pang in his chest before he can shove it away.
He keeps it off his face when the two of them acknowledge him, and he looks the kid over critically.
(The I’m not mad. I’m disappointed Look.) ]
You’re totally trashed.
[ In that tone of voice someone else might use to state that fire is hot, and that water is wet.
He looks back to the big guy – Gordlin, apparently – and offers up a small, halfhearted smile. ]
Thanks for keeping an eye on him for me. I owe you one, man.
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Instead, Peter just thinks of Drax and feels a weird, ugly pang in his chest before he can shove it away.
He keeps it off his face when the two of them acknowledge him, and he looks the kid over critically.
(The I’m not mad. I’m disappointed Look.) ]
You’re totally trashed.
[ In that tone of voice someone else might use to state that fire is hot, and that water is wet.
He looks back to the big guy – Gordlin, apparently – and offers up a small, halfhearted smile. ]
Thanks for keeping an eye on him for me. I owe you one, man.