She watches his hands carefully for a moment. Gamora can see what he's doing and it's nice? She thinks. Or insulting; like she's being pacified. Maybe that take is just another way of keeping her distance from him. Gamora can't be sure since this man seems to make everything complicated. She wishes that would stop.

She does listen. He is right. She likes this story. It's sweeter than any Thanos ever told even the end hurts a little. She can guess a little-g god would be an unkind creature even if his tears didn't betray him.

This time she doesn't hold back the cold truth despite seeing them. "You should call her by the other name. She isn't me. I never saw those things." She can't keep the hurt out of her voice. Can you miss something you never had? Gamora wonders.