Nebula | Quill
She and Quill had never had much time to get to know one another, not truly. When she had finally been ready to try he had been gone. For five years it had just been her and Rocket in the Benatar, they had both lost so much and it had bonded them in a way that she'd never expected. And when she did finally have the chance to know the restored Guardians she had been brought here.
And now here he was once more, still strange and an odd choice for Gamora but her sister had made the choice on her own, Nebula wouldn't try and steer her away from him.
Considering for a moment when he offered her the twizzlers, she took one from the bag and took a bite - it was strange in the same way so much of the food terrans ate was, but as she chewed it she found that it wasn't bad. "It is strange," She said after a moment, feeling the way it stuck to her teeth just like he'd said it would. "But good." She decided, sweet in the same way the popsicles had been, but the flavor was nice.
"What do you intend for Gamora?" She asked next, she understood Gamora's desire to know Quill, someone who had known her in her future but that she had not know. But for Quill the answer was a little different she suspected, this Gamora was not exactly the one he had lost, it was more complicated for him.