She couldn't remember the last time that Nebula had extended any kind of physical affection, any affection at all really. Not that Gamora could blame her. Things between them had changed, they weren't little girls anymore, but she still wanted a relationship with his sister far closer than they'd ever had. Thanos had come between them, used them against each other and Gamora wanted to repair that damage and to see this Nebula did too was almost unbelievable.
The hug was short, but treasured and she wouldn't forget it in a hurry.
If they were stuck it meant that they were at least together, Gamora wasn't going to just suddenly vanish back to where she'd come from. So it was almost a relief really, for now. Although they couldn't stay there forever and when that came up, they'd handle it then.
"What people?" Gamora asked. She still hadn't let go of Nebula's hand, holding it gently in her own, a point of contact and something to keep them both together. "Is there a ship?" Because a ship would feel safe, would give them shelter even if they were stuck there.