[Rocket looks askance at him, expression caught somewhere between sympathy and incredulous, like he was trying really hard not to feel an emotion but failed.]
Don't get all sentimental on me, kid. We got enough crap to worry about without fussing over what we can't do anything about.
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Don't get all sentimental on me, kid. We got enough crap to worry about without fussing over what we can't do anything about.
[At least he's trying to be nice.]