Life in general was always a little on the weird side -- there was no way it couldn't be. Especially for people like them: people from Earth who had somehow managed to get caught up in space and all the wonders and horrors it had to offer. Even now, there was something in him that yearned to go back there, even though everything he wanted right now was here. Well, mostly everything. The rest of his family would be a welcome addition, too.
Peter didn't pay a whole lot of mind to everyone else, but he paid attention just enough -- it didn't seem like Kitty had a lot of people. Same as him really, the only ones here he really considered his own were Nebula and Gamora, although he had loose ties with quite a few more. But some was better than none. "What do you teach?" He asked, because it was weird. Just really strange, to think that someone that had once traveled the stars, had been Star-Lord would be happy teaching on Earth.
He glanced over at his little Cubone -- who desperately needed a name -- and grinned. "Yeah. I didn't -- I dunno. I heard about why they've got that little skull, and it's super sad. I couldn't just leave him, you know?" Peter didn't know what a Ninetales was, but it sounded pretty majestic.