[Rocket looks momentarily aghast because WOW THESE ARE LIKE GROOT'S COUSINS... and then he remembers that all variants of Groot can be very violent and would probably bloom just fine in a field soaked in the blood of his enemies.

And that's actually kind of awesome, and makes him a much prouder tree dad than the idea of Groot being horrified by the thought.]

I mean it ain't like the remains are doin' anyone else any good. Circle of life or whatever. [Even with his voice pitched lower to match Peter's, he still glances to the side to make sure their escort isn't listening in, but he seems to be focused on getting them to the edge of the village since they haven't indicated a place to stop yet.] And I'd rather have that than somebody creepily obsessin' over bones buried in the frickin' forest like the way some of these jerks do. [he pauses, as if just realizing something.]

I can't believe I've robbed graves for money since I got here. I used to be so respectable.