May liked the girl so she was sorry to hear she struggled with anxiety. "Maybe we can find another doctor to talk to here," she suggested. "And you can always talk to me, okay? Anytime."
She glanced to where Peter sat eating with Molly. "He is my only family left at home too," she admitted. "We try to work everything out together, you know?" She chuckled. "If I tried to stop him, he'd just find another way. He is a kid and a hero. It is in his blood. Does Molly have powers?"
Gert was surprised by how easy it was to talk to May Parker, for a long time after she'd left home, she'd been wary of anyone she considered a "real adult". "Thanks, that's probably a good idea. I really appreciate you being so understanding!"
"That makes sense," Gert admitted, "It's not like I'm old enough to really tell Molly what she can and can't do," she shrugged and looked at her sister, "I just hate knowing I can't protect her."
Polishing off the last of her fries, Gert said, "It's not like she needs my protection. She's basically stronger than...like anyone."
May followed her gaze until her eyes rested on Peter, who sat with Molly. "I know the feeling" she admitted. "You want to protect them even if they don't necessarily need protecting." She shrugged. "That's family for you, especially when it is small like ours."
Gamora approached the two women who looked like the most responsible humans on the lawn. "Hi, you haven't seen my little guy have you? About so big, bad attitude? He was trying to convince a seagull to join him in battle against the pigeons of New York and I swear I only turned around for a second."
She scanned the area, thinking that Peter was going to have a field day with this. She always gave him such shit for not paying close enough attention when Groot was little the first time, and now she was the one who had been distracted and he had to be fine... what if he wasn't fine?
Birds were squawking and flapping away farther down the street, but the little sprout was still nowhere in sight.
Gert's caution about aliens went out the window when she was asked for help, "Um... he looks a little like a baby Ent, right?" She began scanning the parking lot.
May didn't know the green woman or the baby tree like thing, but she definitely noticed that Groot was a baby. Her parental instincts kicked in immediately. "He can't be far," she assured Gamora. "Pete got lost from me once..." She thought about the Expo. "It happens and they are fine. What is his name? We'll get everyone calling for him."
“Groot, his name is Groot.” Gamora took a deep breath. She had taken Groot into battle before without feeling this freaked out, but there had been 4 adults watching him. And from what Gamora could tell, Terrans in general were not particularly trustworthy when it came to people who were different.
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She glanced to where Peter sat eating with Molly. "He is my only family left at home too," she admitted. "We try to work everything out together, you know?" She chuckled. "If I tried to stop him, he'd just find another way. He is a kid and a hero. It is in his blood. Does Molly have powers?"
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"That makes sense," Gert admitted, "It's not like I'm old enough to really tell Molly what she can and can't do," she shrugged and looked at her sister, "I just hate knowing I can't protect her."
Polishing off the last of her fries, Gert said, "It's not like she needs my protection. She's basically stronger than...like anyone."
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She scanned the area, thinking that Peter was going to have a field day with this. She always gave him such shit for not paying close enough attention when Groot was little the first time, and now she was the one who had been distracted and he had to be fine... what if he wasn't fine?
Birds were squawking and flapping away farther down the street, but the little sprout was still nowhere in sight.
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