Alvin was willing to chat more with the foul-mouthed Rocket Raccoon because little Ginny liked him, and Alvin felt fond of him by association...
He could keenly sense that what had happened to Gamora and "Nebula" had deeply affected Rocket Raccoon, to the point that he was acting a little out of character...
Alvin didn't think there was any need to press him on exactly what had struck such a chord...
Whatever could make someone empathize with a tragedy couldn't be anything good!
Looking at Rocket Raccoon, who had "admitted defeat," Alvin smiled and said, "I have to keep myself busy. Otherwise, I get anxious...
"I'm thinking of having a cigar. Want to join me?
"Let's go to the cockpit. I don't have a fear of heights in space, but I need to get used to the anxiety space gives me...
"Maybe you can teach me a few tricks for piloting a spaceship. That might help me deal with my 'abnormality'..."
As he spoke, Alvin patted Groot on the waist while the tree begrudgingly washed the dishes. He smiled and said, "Come on, a tree shouldn't smoke cigars...
"And 'a bet's a bet' is a wonderful quality!
"I made a plant sprout, so I won!
"That means you have to wash the dishes!"
Groot clumsily scrubbed the dishes as he looked pleadingly at Rocket Raccoon and said, "I'm Groot!"
Rocket Raccoon laughed and spread his paws. "What am I supposed to do?
"Do my paws look like they can wash dishes?
"Don't be sad, Groot...
"Once we take care of Ronan, everything will go back to normal!"
As Rocket Raccoon followed Alvin toward the cockpit, he grinned and said, "I love the look on Groot's face right now. I always thought he didn't have any expressions, haha...
"And Drax has