"Not bad, Rocket. From the moment we founded the Guardians of the Galaxy, we've been a team. We don't have a tradition of abandoning our comrades, and we never will!" Gamora nodded in agreement, following Star-Lord's lead as she looked at Rocket Raccoon, who had lowered his head, and spoke seriously.
"Though I find Quill here rather annoying, what he just said was indeed right," Nebula said coldly. "And your refusal just now chilled the heart of someone who shares your hatred for the same enemy!"
"I am Groot!" Groot's firm voice quickly rang out as well.
"All you need to do is tell us where the enemy is, and we'll cut him down together," Drax said with great confidence. "As long as he isn't a planet, I'll definitely stab right through him!"
"And me. I can help fight too. I'm not very good at it, but I'll do my best!" Mantis also raised her hand and said timidly.
"I should be able to help too. I'm grown up now!" Adam also copied Mantis and raised his hand as he shouted.
"Sorry. I was being impulsive..." Hearing his companions' words, Rocket Raccoon gradually calmed down. Looking at the determined gazes of Star-Lord and the others, he vaguely remembered the warmth he had once felt with Lylla and the others. His eyes reddened, and he lowered his head guiltily, his voice choked.
It turned out that although past regrets could not be made up for, they had already appeared by his side in another form. Rocket Raccoon simply had not noticed it before...
Now that he had come back to his senses, Rocket Raccoon felt that it was because he had not planned things out back then, had known too little about the High Evolutionary, and had far too few countermeasures