[...Right. No one in the galaxy has a sense of humor. Or at least no one but Rocket, and he'd much like to live without that.]
Yeah, we tend to do that! It's ah...what's the word...hyperbole. Figure of speech.
[All this while not even taking a moment's break in eating his shaved ice. But his chewing slows when he sees her bounce that balloon in her hands. He's no genius on survival (heck, he grabbed an Infinity Stone with his bare hands) but even now he's got those hairs standing up on his neck.]
Don't. Don't you even--Gamora.
Swear.
I can pull these suckers off my legs before you can bl--okay the next time you blin--WOULD YOU JUST LET ME FINISH.
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Yeah, we tend to do that! It's ah...what's the word...hyperbole. Figure of speech.
[All this while not even taking a moment's break in eating his shaved ice. But his chewing slows when he sees her bounce that balloon in her hands. He's no genius on survival (heck, he grabbed an Infinity Stone with his bare hands) but even now he's got those hairs standing up on his neck.]
Don't. Don't you even--Gamora.
Swear.
I can pull these suckers off my legs before you can bl--okay the next time you blin--WOULD YOU JUST LET ME FINISH.