[ he held his hands up. the moment groot says i am groot!, he's ready with: ] Okay, man, okay! You're the bravest Guardian of the Galaxy for your height. [ that's better, right? he thinks he gets what groot's dropping, but sometimes the little man packs so much into those three words its difficult to unpack it all. ]

[ and then his entire demeanour changes as his brows furrow together before permanently stitching themselves crossed. ] What do you mean you're a better driver than me? You shouldn't be driving! You're not old enough to have your license!