“Weapons
huh… you can always take a look at ours…… here…” Whistles and his arrow
flies around Carlos a bit then settles infront of him.Carlos blinked at him, and then looked down at
the arrow, almost a little afraid. “I, uh… I don’t think here’s a good place.
We’re still eating, after all…”He also probably shouldn’t be looking at alien
weapons of all things. If the government somehow figured out he was abducted
when he got home…God, that was another thing. Aliens existed,
obviously. Were the MIB or somebody going to come after him?“Hmmmm.” Whistles and the arrow returns to his holster. “You have any questions for me?”
Carlos thought about it. “Well… what about
you? What are your hobbies? I saw that you like little figures.” He offered
Yondu a smile at that.Blinks and nods. “I like little cute things…. or the odd. That’s kinda my hobby to always find something new….. I have four rooms on this ship dedicated to my trinkets…”
Carlos was unable to stop the laugh coming
from his mouth. “Four rooms?” he
asked. “That… that takes some dedication.”
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