Watching Quill help her sister made her feel something new and totally foreign, like an overwhelming wave of fondness. He took care of her, he wanted to touch her, loved her he said. But people said a lot of things, what they did was what mattered and Quill wasn't helping Nebula to impress Gamora or because he wanted something.
He was just helping her.
"Terrans," Gamora said with a sigh. "Should not be in charge of anything," she decided. "Does it hurt, Nebula?"
They'd raided the medical center the other day and she knew there'd be plenty left to deal with her own injuries. "Let's just go back to the houses, we can clean it up there."