"Yeah... the blood's bad enough, but you ever see someone try getting hair off of a suit? Exercise in futility, I'm tellin' you."
Rocket chuckled, taking another sip of his drink. Maybe this one DID have redeeming qualities. Hell, when he thought about it... half of his friends had started out as people he couldn't stand. Huh.
"Glad to see you've calmed down a little. I get the mistrust of SHIELD. I really do. Frankly? I don't trust earthers in general for the most part. But... Cosmo's not part of SHIELD. And as much as it pains me to admit it... the d'ast dog really DOES have everyone's best interest at heart. We all do. We wanna get you all to your homes again. And if we're being honest? If those krutacks in SHIELD tried to get in the way of that? I'd be the first one in line to protect and defend you all."