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             HER BREATHING _{nearly halts completely as the words drip from familiar lips. a weight settles itself on her chest like a brick causing her breathing to be labored and shallow. she feels the muscles tightening, her stomach sinking. she feels sick.} 

                   _{her mouth opens and closes like a fish, unable to swallow the lump in her throat. ‘ peter, i— ’ she doesn’t want to get separated from him, CAN’T. even WITH her healing factor keeping her from death’s doorstep from almost any injury, peter knows as well as she does how poorly she handles being close to its grasp.}

               _{“ no, no, no … mia? “} 

          _{quill halts their little walk of shame to level with her. large hand rest on comparatively narrow shoulders, an attempt at comforting his lover. one thing he’s good at is making people feel … good around him. whether it be disarming a situation or talking someone down, even if him running his mouth got them up in arms to begin with.} 

          _{the stock of a rifle slam against his shoulder, making him yelp out. “ GIVE ME A SECOND! “ he shouts to brusque bodyguard, putting his attention back on the terran. “ we’ll be fine! alright? it’s all good! i saved the GALAXY – that’s got to count for something, right? “}