"Not a question I can really answer," she said apologetically. "It's hard to say, it looks like Earth but not a place anyone recognizes." This wasn't her strength but he had questions and she'd try as best as she could. "None of us are, we just ended up here."
He stepped closer and her hand came to rest on her leg next to where the knife was strapped, not reaching for it exactly but ready to grab it if she needed it. "The way it's been explained to me is that this is a 'pocket universe' and we've all been pulled from our own universes and ended up here, it's hard to understand I realize."
There was a pause and she shifted her weight, awkward as she lacked the ability to comfort him really. "I am Gamora," she added.