Wasn't that obvious?
In Gamora's eyes, there was no doubt that Lake had given Star-Lord the divine authority over the ocean simply because Star-Lord was his younger brother—and his biological brother at that.
Even if that wasn't the case, it was still like Thanos.
Had anyone ever seen Thanos personally help Loki attack Earth, or personally help Ronan search for the Power Stone?
Had they?
If the big brother had to do everything himself, then what was the point of taking on younger brothers?
Lake burst out laughing.
The Star-Lord in front of him was clutching his right leg, the one Gamora had just kicked, and performing a one-legged cha-cha like a complete idiot.
To be fair, although Star-Lord was, in some ways, quite an oddball,
he was actually pretty easy to get along with.
He wasn't like Tony Stark. Every time Lake saw Tony—especially that smug face of his—Lake didn't really want to deal with him. The only reason he still did was because he was thinking about Tony's daughter, Morgan.
Star-Lord wasn't like Captain America, either.
Lake had always been curious how Steve Rogers had managed to sit surrounded by women with one in each arm, then appear at the Earth Allied Federation's first meeting with an unchanged expression and a righteous, radiant image, taking up the position of commander of the first Earth Fleet Command.
Star-Lord was different from those two. If Lake had to describe him, he would say that Star-Lord had the sort of personality that went with the flow. If he could get something, he took it. If he couldn't, he would try stealing it. If that didn't work, he would simply forget it.
Actually, Lake had thought about it. If he put himself in Star-Lord's place, then honestly, Lake didn't think he would