Natasha wouldn't be the first to nod off while Rocket's flying, especially when the current track is something easy to sleep to. He doesn't take it personally, just gives the ship an extra little jostle whenever he sets down and she's busy inspecting the back of her eyelids at the time. Enough to get her up and alert without makin' her feel bad for catnapping.
It's nicer when she's awake though. Rocket doesn't like the quiet, and sometimes the music just ain't enough to make up the difference.
It might be tedious work, finding little bits here and there to add to the pile of groceries, but it passes all the quicker with someone to snark back at. It's a reminder of happier times gone by, and it hurts like hell sometimes, but it's still comfortable and familiar and makes him like her all the more.
He glances over her way while he lays in their next vector, raising his furry eyebrows. "Eh, sometimes kinda. Whole lotta nothin' in between planets to get through and you can't really step out for a breather. There's only so many card games you can play in a row before you go bonkers though. Quill and I had a prank war goin' on for like a year, until Gamora got her hair set on fire on accident. Didn't let us play stabby-hands anymore once she found out that was goin' on, either." He mimes stabbing at the spaces between his fingers, in case that didn't translate.
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on 2019-08-04 12:17 am (UTC)It's nicer when she's awake though. Rocket doesn't like the quiet, and sometimes the music just ain't enough to make up the difference.
It might be tedious work, finding little bits here and there to add to the pile of groceries, but it passes all the quicker with someone to snark back at. It's a reminder of happier times gone by, and it hurts like hell sometimes, but it's still comfortable and familiar and makes him like her all the more.
He glances over her way while he lays in their next vector, raising his furry eyebrows. "Eh, sometimes kinda. Whole lotta nothin' in between planets to get through and you can't really step out for a breather. There's only so many card games you can play in a row before you go bonkers though. Quill and I had a prank war goin' on for like a year, until Gamora got her hair set on fire on accident. Didn't let us play stabby-hands anymore once she found out that was goin' on, either." He mimes stabbing at the spaces between his fingers, in case that didn't translate.