"Who's asking?" It was the voice of an unfriendly looking green woman who's tone might as have been don't fuck with me. She may have been good, but she wasn't that much nicer than her adopted sister Nebula.
"Uh, guys?" there was a man in a long red leather coat with ginger hair. "This is fun and all, but--"
"I thought you said this was a planet of outlaws!" Drax complained. "Like Billy the Kid. Bonny and Clyde. John Stamos!" Drax looked at the ordinary-to-him people waiting to take the Doctor back to their headquarters.
Not even Tony was willing to go there. He suddenly became very grateful for how close and functional his own team was - as nice as having a tree person in the group probably was.
Jane was tired. She was never tired. She was happy to let Steve support her weight and rested her head against his shoulder. "You're here now," she said. "My boys." She looked at Bucky with a smile before closing her eyes and leaning.