[Rocket leans forward and rests his furry cheek in his palm, scowling up at Peter for providing what was probably the most obvious answer, while also pointing out that the Rocket way is both dangerous and probably more extra than necessary.
And he's right. The casual barroom brawl and bullet-filled temper tantrum barely works as a coping mechanism when there a thousand bars on a thousand planets to get banned for life from. Trying to do it on one planet with few bars is ridiculous.]
As opposed to carnage and orchestrated chaos. Right, right- I get it. 'Cause I don't cope, I retaliate with extreme prejudice.
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And he's right. The casual barroom brawl and bullet-filled temper tantrum barely works as a coping mechanism when there a thousand bars on a thousand planets to get banned for life from. Trying to do it on one planet with few bars is ridiculous.]
As opposed to carnage and orchestrated chaos. Right, right- I get it. 'Cause I don't cope, I retaliate with extreme prejudice.
[The first step is admitting it, he supposes.]