Gamora | Crichton
John smirked and nodded. "Yeah...." He stared at her and shook his head. "Sorry, you just uh...remind me of someone I know. Knew back where I come from."
There was something in his voice that sounded pained when he said it, but he quickly explained. "She was like you. Warrior type Born and raised to be a soldier until I showed up and frelled up everything." John shrugged. "But uh..she was pretty amazing."
John had noticed how the other guy was looking at Gamora across the room. "You know him?" He assumed she did. John recognized that look.