“I’m always prepared, Rich! Preparedness my middle name the last time I checked.” Rocket states with a smug little grin, giving Richard a friendly rap on the side of the leg. “We’ve faced worse. Much worse.”
“Thouuuuugh… I think I could kick thrice as much ass if the Nova Corps were to give me a suit in my size..” He’d offhandedly mentions. Though one could think it was probably a good idea that the raccoon didn’t have access to the Nova-Force.
“Nice try, Rocket.” Richard chuckled and reached down to ruffle the raccoon’s hair. “But if you’re serious, you’ll have to give up being a full time Guardian. And you’ll probably have to let go of your guns.”
He thought that Rocket would have actually been a good Nova if it ever came down to it, but Richard knew that the raccoon was better off as a Guardian right now.
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