She pushed him, rolled her eyes. muttered he's a idoit, perhaps annoyed with the wallowing or to get her point across as she said in a control voice "You are not that. You are a Guardians, a Guardians of the Galaxy." Her face turned to look at him, "patchwork experiment, cobbled together like some kinda freak, HA!" There was a slight sneer, "if you are those things, you've allowed yourself to be,.. and I know for a fact you are not."