"Yes, very sharp." Nebula agreed. "Maybe we can find some new knives for the occasion." She suggested. She had the knives that she'd had on her when she'd found Tony that day she had arrived, but she hadn't picked up anything new in a while and at a moment like this that was the kind of thought that made her want to see what they could find when they were feeling up to taking another trip through the doors.
She thought she and Gamora could do some pretty great work there, on the other side of the doors. And maybe the world would stop feeling so small - the way it did the more time they spent here. After the wide expanse of the Universe this place was nearly claustrophobic. Maybe especially because she didn't feel well.
Nodding Nebula couldn't help but want to agree with that suggestion. "Quill will come eventually." Though perhaps not today, maybe he was sick as well. But he would check on them eventually, to be sure that Gamora was okay. And they could have him bring them a drink when he did. But hydration was necessary now. "We may have to do it ourselves until he does though."