Just as Leo was looking over the information, the main door was pushed open again, and Groot walked in from the cockpit.
Although his pace had not slowed by much, he did look a little more sluggish than before.
Groot came in and said something to Rocket.
"I know. There are about five hours left. No one needs to rest. Groot, you should go rest."
Rocket immediately responded to Groot.
Groot then said something to Leo.
"He's saying, 'Thank you for your help. It's thanks to you that we all survived.'"
Rocket spoke for Groot.
Leo also looked at Groot, smiled faintly, and waved his hand. "It was nothing. Groot, you don't look so good. Are you tired?"
Leo had always had a favorable impression of Groot. This taciturn tree-man was quite dependable when it mattered.
In the end, Groot had used his own body as a shield to save everyone. That alone was enough to move Leo.
Although the two had hardly interacted at all, their languages were incompatible, so Rocket had always translated for them. Besides, Leo often ran off soon afterward.
But that did not stop Leo from liking this big fellow.
So this was probably the first time Leo had spoken with Groot alone like this.
Rocket translated directly. "After that growth, he naturally feels more tired. He just needs to sleep more."
Leo looked at Groot's long fingers. At the tips, they had already lost their former smooth, glossy resilience.
Instead, they had turned slightly pale and dry, allowing Leo to sense his life force draining away.
Groot always wore a gentle expression. He felt sad when others were sad and smiled when others were happy.
Groot was like a silent warrior on the team. He never said much, yet he could shoulder the brunt