[Groot has been in this house for hours, as it turns out. As much as he loathes to admit it, the cold of this place - especially the frigid temperatures outside - really sap him of his strength.
D'ast. It's times like these that he wishes he was an evergreen.
His massive form has been hunched over the shabby couch in the living room for some time now, trying to save up what strength he can for when he actually needs it. Groot had been hesitant to light a fire, for fairly obvious reasons, so he's just been sitting there quietly, waiting for his sap to thaw out a bit. It isn't really surprising that Kuvira hadn't noticed him at first - it's dark, and without the need to breathe, he's making no noise at all.
He hears her, though. The noise that draws her attention to him is the loud creak of his wooden neck, as he looks up at the human girl, a look of distaste upon his face. Slowly, he stands up. At ten feet tall, he strikes an imposing figure.
He makes no move against Kuvira just yet, though. He only speaks three simple words:]
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D'ast. It's times like these that he wishes he was an evergreen.
His massive form has been hunched over the shabby couch in the living room for some time now, trying to save up what strength he can for when he actually needs it. Groot had been hesitant to light a fire, for fairly obvious reasons, so he's just been sitting there quietly, waiting for his sap to thaw out a bit. It isn't really surprising that Kuvira hadn't noticed him at first - it's dark, and without the need to breathe, he's making no noise at all.
He hears her, though. The noise that draws her attention to him is the loud creak of his wooden neck, as he looks up at the human girl, a look of distaste upon his face. Slowly, he stands up. At ten feet tall, he strikes an imposing figure.
He makes no move against Kuvira just yet, though. He only speaks three simple words:]
I am Groot.