[ peter squints and studies gamora, standing on the tips of his toes, then lowering himself so he's looking up at her. he measures her up to what he knows of her — she's green and statuesque. it eventually just becomes an excuse to look at her, so peter squints his eyes and tries to smoothy move away from what he'd found himself doing. ]

[ he hums. ] Hmm … [ and reluctantly: ] I guess … I think I need to keep an eye on you. You may shrink and become Groot size, and my ears aren't equipped to pick up [ his voice goes shrill in his imitation of "girly": ] "I am Gamora!" [ his voice goes back to normal. ] Just be careful of what you eat, okay? If you ended up shrinking and being stepped on then I'd be really sad. Not that I think you'd be stepped on, because I think the person would lose their foot even if you were the size of Groot.