Quill was totally awkward. But he'd never, ever admit to it and definitely didn't want to hear about it. He likened himself to someone who was very smooth and cool -- an action hero, for sure.
Not that he was acting like that right now, because he absolutely wasn't. No, right now he was one hundred ten percent awkward. "I've met plenty of royalty," Quill said, frowning. "Most of them were too good to go and allow random mouths to be touching their hands." The Sovereign were too good for most things, in fact. "I'm just looking out for you," he said fairly, because a kiss on the hand -- and all this flirtation that this lady was piling on would only end up with her getting throat punched by Gamora, no doubt.
So yeah, he didn't kiss her hand. That'd be weird.
"John never struck me as a threesome sorta guy," Quill said, because while she painted a not very subtle picture of the three of them "hitting it off", Quill would go right ahead and say it. "I'm not a treasure. I'm just, y'know. A dude. With a girlfriend. Not that you aren't, you know. Very terran and pretty. But I'm not much of a harem sorta guy."