[ He thinks of about a dozen things to say – things that are liable to send them back to arguing in circles. Instead, he takes a second to steady himself, to temper his voice into something soft and earnest. ]
I'm sorry, too.
[ They had bee well out of their league – and hadn't Gamora tried to warn them, over and over? But years working with the Guardians had gone to his head, had made him feel at least a little invincible.
Lessons in hubris, he guesses.
He glances around the store, thankful that they still managed to maintain some semblance of privacy, and he takes a hesitant step towards her. ]
I'll make it up to you. I promise. Just— tell me what you need.
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I'm sorry, too.
[ They had bee well out of their league – and hadn't Gamora tried to warn them, over and over? But years working with the Guardians had gone to his head, had made him feel at least a little invincible.
Lessons in hubris, he guesses.
He glances around the store, thankful that they still managed to maintain some semblance of privacy, and he takes a hesitant step towards her. ]
I'll make it up to you. I promise. Just— tell me what you need.