Nebula | Tony
"Yes the colors are interesting," She agreed, they reminded her of some of the fruits she was more used to, though none of them got the flavors right. But it was a welcome opportunity to try them all and see if any managed to remind her of something that had been long lost to her over the last many years.
Nebula didn't need to know everything, explanations were often overly wordy for her tastes, so when Tony started somewhere in the middle of what had happened to him? She didn't like hearing about any of it. Her mouth thinned as she nodded, no that was not an experience that anyone should love. "But you returned unharmed?" She asked him, just to be certain he wasn't hiding some injury that needed to be seen to. He was hers after all, if she couldn't be there to have made certain he survived the encounter, she certainly could make sure he was fine after. "Mine was - not quite as exciting as yours." She admitted. "I think I missed the excitement."
It was strange how this place worked, some people staying and others going, and others still going and coming back, she did not understand it. "It is not an easy thing," She agreed, both of arriving here, but also the weight Peter was carrying. She wondered if she should talk to him, but if he was from that point - well, what was there that she could say? "It will do him good to see you." She said instead, knowing the weight of that loss that Peter was now carrying herself. It was a good thing to see Tony here living and well, a balm to her own soul it might do the same for Peter the longer he was here.