[Reluctantly Gamora lowers her guard. It is now dawning on her that this is old information; a Terran custom. She shouldn't be alarmed by an invasion of her home. With a soft sigh, she slips the knife back into its hiding spot and lets herself relax. It's easy when you're getting hugged by a child this cute.]
Should we start our search, Star-Lord? [The dry humor is impossible to miss, but she quirks a brow up all the same. She reaches down to brush her fingers over Alice's hair quickly.] You'll have to show me how this works, Alice.
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Should we start our search, Star-Lord? [The dry humor is impossible to miss, but she quirks a brow up all the same. She reaches down to brush her fingers over Alice's hair quickly.] You'll have to show me how this works, Alice.