"Good," Gamora wasn't going to question that, if he said he was capable then she'd take his word for it. There weren't many young people there, a few and most had been taken under the wing of someone responsible, someone who had an air about them of being a parent. People that weren't Gamora.
"Me as well," she said, a little gentler this time. There were some eighteen year olds that were still like children, but at eighteen she'd been out fighting her own battles, working for Thanos.
They turned the corner and this place was a little brighter, lights in windows of the houses people had already taken. "This house here is my sister and me, but this one is empty," Gamora said as she pointed to one across from it.