aromantically | ( OPEN ) Peter Q

Gamora looks confused by the question. The answer is obviously stay out of harm's way!! She's planning to kill them quick and quiet. Peter doesn't fit into that. It's not like she's being overprotective!!! "Help me get better."

She crosses her arms at the idea of backup. The only support she ever had was Nebula who she spent half the time saving. She doesn't need help. Gamora holds that in because it sounds childish even as she thinks it. She instead goes to eat her food. It doesn't last for longer than a few bites. Gamora really can't help herself.

"I can handle this on my own. Bringing other people in will only make things worse."

"If you could kill him by yourself, you would have done it already." He points at her with his spoon and a bratty look before digging in much slower to his own meal. "You need my help."

Gamora glares at him. She hates when he's right. As much as Gamora would love to roll in here as the knight in shining armor to her damsel princess, she can't beat Thanos alone. If she could, he'd have been dead years ago. "Fine, I need your help. He already knows everything I plan to do. He taught me to do it!" Gamora points out in frustration. She goes to uncap her water. "I just need something he wouldn't think of. You were always smarter than the bullies." Granted hers is literally a monster who murdered her parents and abused her, but the principle is still there. Thanos wouldn't see him coming the way he did Gamora.

"You're right," he says, taking a bite as he thinks. "We need an ambush." The Ravagers were great at ambushes and the thought has him letting out a sigh before eating another spoonful.

"This might be a really stupid idea, but I'm gonna call Yondu."

Gamora takes a sip of her water as she runs that over in her mind. She did say that Thanos would never see Peter coming. She can't deny a surprise attack would actually give them maybe the only advantage they could get in a fight with him.

She caps it as she mulls it over. It does sound stupid. Peter wouldn't suggest it if it didn't have some merit. "Why?" She stabs at her food aggressively. "What could he offer us?"

"Taserface said I was his favorite, right? I think I got a plan." But it's going to take her faith in him, and a lot of luck. Nothing new there, right?

She looks skeptical about any plan involving Yondu. Gamora is aware of her bias against the man. From her perspective, he ruined Peter's life. That's something she takes very personally. She can get over her feelings if it means keeping them alive.

"I'll follow your lead." Gamora finally settles on.

He nods, letting the dust settle on that. He needs time to work up to reuniting with his kidnapper.

"I should probably tell you somethin' else." Peter narrows his eyes as he takes a sip of his water. "I still have it. The orb." Not that he knows what the hell it does, but it seemed important so he'd kept it. That and the buyer he went to said it would paint a target on his back, so that's probably a good way to lure Thanos out.

That earns a sharp look. In that case, finding Peter will be more about just revenge. She can already guess who will take the lead on that after she let a petty thief take it. "Then we'll have to worry about Ronan first. Thanos hired him to capture the orb first. Nebula and I were just the tools he was allowed to use to make it happen." Another complication. She was really hoping that thing was a million miles away by now.

There's fire in her eyes as she leans in to explain the gravity of the situation. Fear leaks into her voice though not for her or even for Peter. "We can't let him have it. It's bigger than the two of us, Peter. Thanos agreed to kill a lot of people Ronan could never get to on his own in exchange for that orb. I was trying to protect them too."

"Ronan?" he asks with a frown. "Never heard of him." Not like that's surprising, there are more than enough thugs to go around in this place.

But then she goes on and he hates that even more. His plan earns a few more ticks, but he thinks it'll still work, if they're clever. And they always were cleverer together.

"That explains why my fence wouldn't take it," he admits around a bite. "Okay, then we play keepaway. Remember that one?" He really ought to sound more worried, but in typical Peter fashion he doesn't.

Gamora nods as she continues to eat. She's not surprised by any of this. Of course the fence wouldn't take it. No one needs their skull crushed. Of course Peter isn't worried. Of course he's referencing childish games they played. "I remember." She barely suppresses a sigh. Gamora does trust he knows what he's doing in this regard. She'd be remiss if she didn't lecture him just a little. "Don't lose, Peter. Ronan is an extremist with a small army of followers. Every member of his that we face is going to come after us with everything they've got. We can't do any less than them."

His gaze turns steely at her plea. He wants to tell he doesn't owe her promises now, but he knows it isn't for her and it would be pointless to pretend he won't do exactly as she says anyway. She knows these monsters better than anyone.

"I know what I'm doin'," he protests instead, leaning back in his rickety chair with a creak and shoveling more pasta into his mouth. His eyes flick back up after a second, crashing into hers insistently. "Don't you lose neither." He can't lose her all over again, and he knows on her side of things it would be all too easy to make the sacrifice play. Peter isn't about to let her take the easy way out.

She opens her mouth to rebuff that before stopping herself. Gamora knows she trusts him. There's no sense in beating him to death with the stakes. He knows already. His eyes are on her in a flash. It's so intense that it borders on uncomfortable. She can see the accusation in his eyes. Gamora can't deny it. She would die to stop Ronan. His capacity for destruction is more of an immediate threat than her abductor's. She can't let it stand.

Instead she lets the mask of indifference hardens over her features. "I never lose." That doesn't mean they have to want to win the same way.

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