[ Gamora's lips purse, and when she speaks again, she really can't bring herself to look over at Peter. ]

What could I say?

[ She shakes her head, her jaw clenching. ]

Every modification on Nebula's body is because of me. Every time we were pitted against each other as children, I would win, and Nebula's punishment would be the removal of another piece of herself.

I knew what she endured, and I never wanted to go through it more than I already had.

[ She'd experienced more than her fair share of it, after all, and whenever she could avoid it, she did. ]

I put my own survival above her life. She reached out to me, time and again, and I took advantage of it.

I destroyed her to save myself.