She glances at Yondu, then at the buildings in the distance, and then back at Yondu again.
It's obvious that she's uneasy. She trusts him, but at the same time, can even someone as reliable as Yondu rely on any powers or senses in the middle of this topsy-turvy labyrinth of illusions they've found themselves in? What if he's wrong, and she leaves behind people who are suffering?
"A.. Are you sure..?"
She looks up him with quite possibly the biggest, most worried eyes she's ever given him.
Because this feels personal. If she fails him, it's her failing the people she was supposed to protect.
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She glances at Yondu, then at the buildings in the distance, and then back at Yondu again.
It's obvious that she's uneasy. She trusts him, but at the same time, can even someone as reliable as Yondu rely on any powers or senses in the middle of this topsy-turvy labyrinth of illusions they've found themselves in? What if he's wrong, and she leaves behind people who are suffering?
"A.. Are you sure..?"
She looks up him with quite possibly the biggest, most worried eyes she's ever given him.
Because this feels personal. If she fails him, it's her failing the people she was supposed to protect.