[A way out. A way home. It seems a logical reaction, and one Gamora can understand, and yet, what is there for her? She searches, because she wants answers, but when she gets them, she doesn't know. She'd share the information, whatever she did manage to get, for what is was worth. She isn't the type to hold it in or lord it over others.
Maybe it's just something to do, something to keep her mind off of that, because it is easy to get weighed down beneath it all. The nights have been the worst yet she is no stranger to lack of sleep. When she is left to her own thoughts that replay certain memories over and over and over, on repeat, like a bad movie. She knows the words, the ending, and there's nothing she can do to change it.
She makes a little motion toward the building near them.]
at least you noticed. I was like lala did dw not give me a notif? nope, it was me. im the problem...
Maybe it's just something to do, something to keep her mind off of that, because it is easy to get weighed down beneath it all. The nights have been the worst yet she is no stranger to lack of sleep. When she is left to her own thoughts that replay certain memories over and over and over, on repeat, like a bad movie. She knows the words, the ending, and there's nothing she can do to change it.
She makes a little motion toward the building near them.]
I was going to grab something.