Peter snorted. "I like that! I could use that skill on my resume." If he even had one, which was debatable. "I too used to steal shit and sell it to people. Sometimes the same people. I guess I was negotiating acquisitions and mergers during that time. Who knew?"
He took a drink of his beer and nodded approvingly.
"Yeah, it's good to be back on Terra, learning all this crap, but at the same time, frick, I miss space. I don't get out there enough. I mean, I could, my ship's fixed and all, and I can pilot it myself....I had a smaller one, but Rocket, Groot and Mantis took it out and they're patrolling space. Drax and me, we decided to stay behind ...so in another round about way, we could probably move here but we like our big place. I've never lived in such a big place. I have like four closets."