[...there are cool numbers? What makes a number cool? Numbers were boring at best and painfully confusing at worst--]
Wait, no, what?
[Peter's floored for a moment, horrified by what Flynn's just said.]
Pretty soon? Come on, man, you're not that bad at--I can help train you.
[Maybe he was just worried about being able to fight things off?
And hearing about people like Judson...helped, actually. Learning that they weren't all like his dad.]
I mean...yeah, that's awesome. He sounds like a really good dude.
[Good people were a little hard to come by in his neck of the woods. It made finding the Guardians, not to mention Yondu, just all that much rarer and better.]
Enoch said something along those lines. And I get it, I really do. But--
[Flynn thought his number would be up soon. And what if he was right?
--you're already dead.
Those cruel words right out of his own mouth echoed back in his ears. He rubs his face, his stomach feeling like it was dropping out. He shouldn't have to be dealing with this. He didn't know how to deal with this. He understood why he acted the way he did in the future, he could feel it even now. Wanting to push people away, to keep them at arm's length, to stop caring. Because the thought of losing them while he still cared was too painful. If he wasn't friends with Flynn anymore, he wouldn't be sad if and when he eventually d--
--no. No, that's how it'd begin. He'd avoid Flynn, then he'd avoid the Guardians, and before he knew it he'd be that cold, horrible version of himself.]
just death all the death
Wait, no, what?
[Peter's floored for a moment, horrified by what Flynn's just said.]
Pretty soon? Come on, man, you're not that bad at--I can help train you.
[Maybe he was just worried about being able to fight things off?
And hearing about people like Judson...helped, actually. Learning that they weren't all like his dad.]
I mean...yeah, that's awesome. He sounds like a really good dude.
[Good people were a little hard to come by in his neck of the woods. It made finding the Guardians, not to mention Yondu, just all that much rarer and better.]
Enoch said something along those lines. And I get it, I really do. But--
[Flynn thought his number would be up soon. And what if he was right?
--you're already dead.
Those cruel words right out of his own mouth echoed back in his ears. He rubs his face, his stomach feeling like it was dropping out. He shouldn't have to be dealing with this. He didn't know how to deal with this. He understood why he acted the way he did in the future, he could feel it even now. Wanting to push people away, to keep them at arm's length, to stop caring. Because the thought of losing them while he still cared was too painful. If he wasn't friends with Flynn anymore, he wouldn't be sad if and when he eventually d--
--no. No, that's how it'd begin. He'd avoid Flynn, then he'd avoid the Guardians, and before he knew it he'd be that cold, horrible version of himself.]
How does he do it?
[His voice hitches.]
How can he get close to you guys like that?