[Rocket's tantrum is short-lived but no less beautiful in its angrish and flailing. At some point, he just stops saying words at all in favor of just miming strangling and growling, but it all comes to a head when Quill speaks and he remembers that his loss of dignity had a witness.]
Oh, shut up, Quill. You ain't hot shit 'cause you got a nice toasty helmet to wear all the d'ast time. [That wasn't even remotely a good comeback, but... but SHUT UP.
Much like the kid who got scolded while his friends were around, he has nothing to say in defense of himself.]
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Oh, shut up, Quill. You ain't hot shit 'cause you got a nice toasty helmet to wear all the d'ast time. [That wasn't even remotely a good comeback, but... but SHUT UP.
Much like the kid who got scolded while his friends were around, he has nothing to say in defense of himself.]