"I'm not sure he'll care," Gamora laughed, partly at the thought of Rocket's preferred hiding place for small stolen items and partly from the rush of pulling away from Terra's gravitational pull. "Tell his wife. Having an eyeball marked as Rocket's... um... territory is not sexy."
She craned her neck to look up at Val. "If the goal is to get off planet, I think I'd look slightly farther out anyway. Even if you're not worried about the Watchers ruining your fun."