Quill only shrugged. "Before that I was a thief for a band of space pirates." Point was, it wasn't like he'd ever considered himself bad. He was just doing bad stuff for the good cause of filling his own pockets, was all.
But anyway yeah, they had more important shit to be doing. Like casually watching that tiger for a bit longer before getting up and going to see if it had an owner nearby.
So far as Peter could tell, it was, you know. Just kind of a domesticated space tiger. It didn't talk or anything weird and when Peter chanced a look around before petting it, it didn't seem to try biting the inside of its helmet or anything. "Well," he said after a moment.