"When we got here, and started hearing about the customs of the different days of this festival," he says, garrulous in his enthusiasm, "and I realized we went on our first official date sixth months ago at another winter festival, and it just-- all seems right!"

He sobers a little bit though, turning his glass between his fingers. His dark eyes when they meet Yondu's red ones are so, so soft and emotional as he says, "He's... probably going to need you, isn't he? Thank you, Yondu."