"Just let me die."
“Are you insane??” he questioned furiously as he lifted her into his arms and headed back towards the Milano. A part of him was beginning to think his efforts would be wasted but he refused to let himself believe this could really be the end for her.
He tried to keep calm, for her sake. “You always this dramatic?” he asked in attempt to lighten the spirit and hide his panic
Gamora knew there was a slim chance of his escape with her wounded and was growing furious as he wouldn’t just leave her, “Quill!” she yelled and tried to struggle out of his arms with all her strength, “You won’t make it carrying me.” she took a moment to catch her breath, “They are quick and clever, with me you are too slow to get back to the Milano.” Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him, “Please let me have my way for once, I need you to be safe.” her last words were quiet and she felt herself losing more blood. She knew she could heal quickly, but she could feel the blade still lodged in her skin preventing the wound from closing and draining her of blood.
“No!” he burst then took a deep breath tried to regain his any calmness he had managed to acquire. “No” he sighed, and continued as quickly as he could back to the Milano. “all of us or none of us, right? thats the thing about the whole team thing” he explained.
