Gamora | Peter
Normally Quill might have argued that he didn't need help of any kind -- when not in universe saving situations, he was usually pretty self reliant. Except for, apparently, right now. And because of right now, he was in no mood to argue at all.
Whatever that thing was, or had been or -- whatever. It'd messed something up in in that he wasn't sure how to even put to words yet. And when Gamora mentioned she was being followed, his eyes darted to the side, peering out into the darkness. "Did you see it at all?" He asked, and it wasn't like he wasn't already on edge, but apparently it was possible to be more-so.