[ He breathes out a disbelieving laugh, lifting his head to meet her gaze. It figures, he thinks, that Ego wouldn't bother to tell her, and he's not surprised.

How fucked up is that, that Peter had all these siblings – a giant, galaxy-spanning family – that he couldn't properly mourn? ]

So if I hadn't—

[ And he cuts himself off, voice breaking and catching in his throat. Another breath, and he points sharply at the kid as a young Mantis renders him unconscious. ]

Would that have been me? If I couldn't control the Light, would you have just— would you have put me to sleep, and I'd have never woken up again?