Well no, that part’s not your fault—I thought you were super good at finding things!
[This wasn’t fair to Flynn. He stops, wanting to berate him further, drive him away, when he remembered how Rocket did the same thing when he didn’t want people to get close to him, when he was afraid.
Kinda like Yondu.
He pinches the bridge of his nose.]
You didn’t see him, did you? Yondu?
[He’s still confused about what that was all about, but it seemed like, in the end, Yondu—some weird unreal version of him—had his light. He was supposed to kill him to get his light back. Maybe that’s why Flynn never found his light.]
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[This wasn’t fair to Flynn. He stops, wanting to berate him further, drive him away, when he remembered how Rocket did the same thing when he didn’t want people to get close to him, when he was afraid.
Kinda like Yondu.
He pinches the bridge of his nose.]
You didn’t see him, did you? Yondu?
[He’s still confused about what that was all about, but it seemed like, in the end, Yondu—some weird unreal version of him—had his light. He was supposed to kill him to get his light back. Maybe that’s why Flynn never found his light.]