My girl? [ Peter barks a laugh, sudden and loud. ] Oh, man. She would kill me if she heard you say that. That's really funny.

[ He brings a hand up to wipe a tear, though he recognizes this is really not the time. Oops. ]

Sorry, sorry, you're serious, huh? Gamora's "my girl" in your universe? Dude. [ He sucks in a breath. ] That's messed up. Uh, the part about Thanos, I mean -- Gamora's great, don't get me wrong, she's just way outta my league and definitely not interested. Uh, in my universe, anyway.

[ And kind of not his type, but he doesn't have to get into that there. Just thinking about Thanos killing Gamora is enough to sober him up pretty quick, that's not something Peter knows how he'd recover from. Even without a romantic connection, Gamora is his friend. She's family.

But this kid obviously needs someone to listen to him, and Peter is happy to do that. He sets a hand on his shoulder, while the cat climbs her way up his back. That's the problem with a heavy, space-worthy leather jacket, it's really thick. Peter has no idea. ]

That sounds awful, kid. I'm really sorry. Did you... I mean, you saw all that?

[ Obviously the kid was in space, it's not like he's from Terra or anything. ]