Nebula considered for a moment. She would have liked a hug, but this woman was mostly a stranger and Nebula wasn't as comfortable with her as she would have been with her parents. The little girl sighed and shook her head, no, and ate some more in silence.
The minutes stretched and Nebula didn't say anything for a little bit. She felt awkward and was still skittish, though the crying had stopped for the moment. "How old are you?" Nebula asked eventually, looking Gamora over.