"You set your festivity food on fire?" Nebula's dark eyes track across the humans before she climbs to her feet to go and follow Rocket inside. "I need to see this." Of course, it's them so if the candles end up being sparklers or some other ridiculous nonsense really they've only themselves to blame.

Steve watches the duo disappear inside with a slow shake of his head. He knows not what he does, only that it seems to have caught Nebula's interest. She's quiet so much of the time but it's clear in moments like this that she is starting to feel as though she belongs.

"I don't want to hear smoke alarms going off you hear me!" Rhodes is calling out after the two Guardians, more aware than most of what is being risked here. But he won't leave his spot by the grill. Not while there's still meat to churn out. "Alright you guys help yourselves in the meantime. I've got a decent spread available now."

"...Thanks Rhodey." Steve flashes the fellow soldier a tired smile before he climbs back out of his seat. "Nat, Thor? Can I get you anything?"