Gamora | Peter
Peter wouldn't have wanted to argue it anyway. Not really. He loved having Gamora around. And Nebula now too. Sometimes he missed everyone else -- Rocket and Groot. Drax and Mantis. But he wanted to hang on to what he had right now, anyway.
Peter wiped at his nose, crusted and a little wet yet from blood and kept close to Gamora, standing near enough where they were nearly just one person. "My blaster doesn't work," he said, squinting out at the distance. If it wasn't showing itself, it wasn't the same thing as what he'd seen before. That was... well. It should have been a relief. He wasn't sure it was. "We should go," he said, even though she'd already been saying so. But he didn't know where to go.