“Krags can do that. He’s got a specific mess he likes his place in anyway. Come on. Food.” Turns to head out.”
Carlos hesitated for a moment. But he finished
pulling up the covers on Kraglin’s bed and then went to follow Yondu.Kraglin was sitting on the nest beside Peter
and watched the two older men as they left.Peter watches them. “I hope he gets the mate he wants…..”
Kraglin huffed softly. “I’m just makin’ sure
he won’t regret not giving it a shot later. He was ‘bout ready to just let the
guy waltz back onto Earth without talkin’ to him. Dumbass.”Shrugs. “Yondu… isn’t really the talking type…nor is he…. well…. knowledgeable in romance…”
Kraglin snorted, folding his hands together
and laying them on his stomach. “Y’think any of us are? Yeah, he’s takin’ a
risk. But he ain’t gonna regret it when we finally dump the guy back on his own
planet.”
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