[Well, it's a valid enough answer, even if it makes Ren have to hide a laugh behind his hand a bit. He has his doubts it's exclusively a money thing, but deeper motivations aren't usually the kind of subject that comes up in a first conversation.]
Oh, you'd hope it would, wouldn't it? Getting around the galaxy must cost a lot, not to mention all the equipment you'd need for galaxy saving...
[It's actually kind of an interesting thought, enough that Ren seems quite preoccupied with it as his gaze lifts slowly to the ceiling and he rests a finger against his lower lip.]
Exactly! Quill gets so uppity about it, but dude fuel ain't cheap and neither are engine parts or parts to my very important gadgets and weapons that make sure we don't die. And also, consider... consider this. I love money.
[He seems very excited someone gets it. Also he's very loud and kind of drunk.
Well, at least you're honest~ [Ren mostly seems amused by the drunken admission than anything, but as a businessperson, he can definitely understand the motivator that is money. Even if he's not quite as into it himself.
They're getting on pretty well, though, and it occurs to Ren it might be useful to look him up again later if he ever needs someone good with gadgets.]
Oh, right, I asked you for your team's name but not your name...so what's your name?
It's Rocket. Don't forget it. I'm an extremely big deal around here. [This is punctuated by a hiccup, which definitely sells his point more than his slurred words do.
It certainly sounds like it~ [Not really, when he's that drunk, but Rocket's certainly been talking himself up a lot.] I'm Suzugamori Ren, but just Ren is fine. It's nice to meet you.
[He sounds genuinely cheery enough about it, at least. Talking to drunk people is kind of funny, honestly.]
[Rocket attempts to give a Ravager salute, ends up just flailing an arm out and almost falling off his chair, rights himself, and grabs his drink.]
Uh-huh. Yeah. Likewise or, uh... Something.
[He takes another sip of his drink, which most certainly doesn't help but he manages to get onto the floor without falling over either way.] Enjoy that drink. I got some... Other pressing business to take care of.
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Oh, you'd hope it would, wouldn't it? Getting around the galaxy must cost a lot, not to mention all the equipment you'd need for galaxy saving...
[It's actually kind of an interesting thought, enough that Ren seems quite preoccupied with it as his gaze lifts slowly to the ceiling and he rests a finger against his lower lip.]
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[He seems very excited someone gets it. Also he's very loud and kind of drunk.
Okay, a lot drunk.]
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They're getting on pretty well, though, and it occurs to Ren it might be useful to look him up again later if he ever needs someone good with gadgets.]
Oh, right, I asked you for your team's name but not your name...so what's your name?
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Drunk self-promotion is the best.]
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[He sounds genuinely cheery enough about it, at least. Talking to drunk people is kind of funny, honestly.]
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Uh-huh. Yeah. Likewise or, uh... Something.
[He takes another sip of his drink, which most certainly doesn't help but he manages to get onto the floor without falling over either way.] Enjoy that drink. I got some... Other pressing business to take care of.
[He's gonna go black out in a corner.]
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Oh, I'm sure I will. Enjoy your pressing business~
[Does a pounding headache count as pressing business? Probably for the purposes of this conversation.]