Re: Strong convictions precede great actions.
"Don't say that; it looks like they might have decent food here..." Rocket countered when Thor declared the trip a waste of time. He'd turned so he was facing neither the harpy nor the ax man. "Listen, she needs to know some crap and maybe they can tell us if this 'shaman' had any other contacts. Give 'em ten minutes then we split and get a coffee?" He shrugged and gave a one-handed gesture for Thor to go inside with him, then he stepped up the stairs and brushed past the redhaired tome-witch. "Nice digs," he muttered, "little old-fashioned," more muttering. "Oooh," he spied a few hidden pieces of tech here and there in the foyer and decided the place wasn't a total wash. What did Thor know, anyway? "Where is Scott?" he asked a short guy who was walking by. Oh, it was a kid. The kid pointed to a door not too far off. "You comin', Thor, or I gotta see the Wizard by myself?" Fuckin' Quill.