[ Down here on the ground, away from Peter's gaze, Rocket's ears flatten backwards when he hears the change in tone and he closes his eyes for a moment. They know each other well enough for him to notice the difference.
There's a period of silence, maybe five seconds or so, after Peter's done talking that he doesn't say anything back. Slowly, he uses an arm to push his small body upwards, looking over his shoulder at the Zune still laying on the floor between them.
Ugh. He can't just leave it there.
The sound of padded feet is followed by the sound of him picking up the Zune. The next thing he does though, is deliver it back to Peter. Rocket's not tall to begin with, so even if he's standing upright and Peter's laying down, they're still not that far apart. The little Zune is at least the size of three-fourths of Rocket's paw, and when he offers it back to its rightful owner, Rocket's voice doesn't sound like he's teasing anymore. ]
I'd feel better about it if I knew it was tucked in with you.
[ Don't make him be any nicer than this Peter. Rocket can't handle it. ]
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There's a period of silence, maybe five seconds or so, after Peter's done talking that he doesn't say anything back. Slowly, he uses an arm to push his small body upwards, looking over his shoulder at the Zune still laying on the floor between them.
Ugh. He can't just leave it there.
The sound of padded feet is followed by the sound of him picking up the Zune. The next thing he does though, is deliver it back to Peter. Rocket's not tall to begin with, so even if he's standing upright and Peter's laying down, they're still not that far apart. The little Zune is at least the size of three-fourths of Rocket's paw, and when he offers it back to its rightful owner, Rocket's voice doesn't sound like he's teasing anymore. ]
I'd feel better about it if I knew it was tucked in with you.
[ Don't make him be any nicer than this Peter. Rocket can't handle it. ]