lance consolingly offers a hand on the lil' guy's shoulder, patting gently. ]
Hey hey, it's okay. Sorry, I wasn't trying to make you feel crummy for it or anything... I mean — we all got someone in those pods, you know? I'm sure he's doing just fine. D'you get to visit him often?
Don't patronize me. [It's half-hearted, because... Lance isn't actually doing that and he's too soused to put up a big mean front to get him to go away. He drops his hands and starts looking for a bottle he might have left a drop of liquor in among all the dead soldiers.] Yeah, every frickin' time I go back to the station. Y'know they don't get any older in there? Kid should be hittin' a growth spurt by now.
Sure it's stasis, but he's a tree. It could've worked differently.
[Wait. Is that weird? Oh right, it's even weird where they come from. Like Rocket, Groot is kinda one of a kind...] I mean he's also a person, too. He's not just a frickin' tree in a pool of stasis jelly. That'd be weird.
alright, lancey lance, you've met a talking racoon, a sentient dog goddess, real live aliens — a tree person isn't that big of a deal.
okay.
okay he's over it. ]
Well. It'll be okay, still, right? Just because he's stopped growing doesn't mean he won't get to. If he's not well enough to not be outside of the pod, it's probably a good idea he isn't growing at all, you know?
Are you seriously trying to pull the "we're all in this together" card on me right now, Lance?
[He's just drunk enough that it doesn't even sound accusatory, so much as it sounds resigned that he's right, and the fact that he's right is killing his buzz.]
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[Grumble grumble. Another hiccup. And then a sigh.] Fine. There's a kid I'm supposed t' be lookin' after. The Orbiters promised he'd be taken care of.
[He digs the heels of his tiny hands into his eyes, rubbing the blurriness from them.] Y'happy?
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lance consolingly offers a hand on the lil' guy's shoulder, patting gently. ]
Hey hey, it's okay. Sorry, I wasn't trying to make you feel crummy for it or anything... I mean — we all got someone in those pods, you know? I'm sure he's doing just fine. D'you get to visit him often?
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Don't patronize me. [It's half-hearted, because... Lance isn't actually doing that and he's too soused to put up a big mean front to get him to go away. He drops his hands and starts looking for a bottle he might have left a drop of liquor in among all the dead soldiers.] Yeah, every frickin' time I go back to the station. Y'know they don't get any older in there? Kid should be hittin' a growth spurt by now.
Sure it's stasis, but he's a tree. It could've worked differently.
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[ back up ]
Did you say he's a tree?
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[Wait. Is that weird? Oh right, it's even weird where they come from. Like Rocket, Groot is kinda one of a kind...] I mean he's also a person, too. He's not just a frickin' tree in a pool of stasis jelly. That'd be weird.
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alright, lancey lance, you've met a talking racoon, a sentient dog goddess, real live aliens — a tree person isn't that big of a deal.
okay.
okay he's over it. ]
Well. It'll be okay, still, right? Just because he's stopped growing doesn't mean he won't get to. If he's not well enough to not be outside of the pod, it's probably a good idea he isn't growing at all, you know?
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[Groot's gotten sick before- the other Groot. It was not a great experience. Anyway.] This whole situation is still so frickin' weird.
[Another hiccup. Goddammit.]
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It is, but... At least you don't have to go through it all alone, right?
[ that, apparently, is the greater fear here. ]
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[He's just drunk enough that it doesn't even sound accusatory, so much as it sounds resigned that he's right, and the fact that he's right is killing his buzz.]
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I mean. Not if you have a problem with it?
[ maybe he should get you some more booze... yeah. yeah that sounds like a good idea. ]