Nebula | Tony
There was always something nice about Nebula agreeing with him. Tony didn't really know why beyond the fact that she didn't always come across as particularly agreeable so it felt like a win when she was. Particularly about topics that he occasionally felt a little silly about. He was a grown adult and a superhero to boot -- the fact that he was afraid to go through doors that everyone else seemed to make a habit of? Well. If Nebula said it was best to leave them, then he didn't have to feel as bad about it. He could just keep on taking care of the town in his own way, and that'd be fine.
"What kind of experience?" he asked, curious. It wasn't often he ran into Gamora, and when he did, it was usually while he was barely awake in the morning (his night?) getting coffee before heading back home to crawl into bed -- like one did after getting coffee, obviously.