[She doubted that if asked by anyone that either of them would admit to any kind of affection between them. If anything, there'd be insults galore (and that was, in fact, happening elsewhere). But that didn't mean she wasn't glad to see that he was still scurrying around, some familiar piece of not-Nysa'ness that she knew would likely have her back against any planetary shit that happened here. Or so she hoped.
There were a good handful of refugees that were still pretty salty and bitter over what had happened, royal party and asskissing notwithstanding. That didn't make up for what she'd been through, or what the others had. And while she kept hearing talk of 'peace' and trying to get over it, it was nice to know there was someone in her corner that thought it was a bunch of shit and was just as likely to forgive the shamans as she was. And with that in mind, she realized she wasn't entirely sure she wanted Rocket going up there alone... just in case.]
Fine. But there better be something in it for me, furball. I'm not doing it for the benefit of your charming company.
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There were a good handful of refugees that were still pretty salty and bitter over what had happened, royal party and asskissing notwithstanding. That didn't make up for what she'd been through, or what the others had. And while she kept hearing talk of 'peace' and trying to get over it, it was nice to know there was someone in her corner that thought it was a bunch of shit and was just as likely to forgive the shamans as she was. And with that in mind, she realized she wasn't entirely sure she wanted Rocket going up there alone... just in case.]
Fine. But there better be something in it for me, furball. I'm not doing it for the benefit of your charming company.