Somewhere in space, endless darkness.
The Milano cruised steadily after its jump.
Capitol Hill's shock had become a speck of starlight behind them. Su Ming leaned casually against the bridge observation deck.
He gazed toward Asgard.
Wanda sat across from him, scarlet glimmers of Chaos Magic dancing around her fingertips as she pondered something.
Only after coming here did they realize it.
Real space was completely different from what they had imagined.
The brilliant stars visible when looking up from the ground were, up close, merely enormous planets.
What filled the rest was the loneliness of traveling through endless void.
Pietro had turned into a silver blur, playing a game of "You Can't Catch Me" with the not-yet-grown Groot in the cramped cargo hold.
"I am Groot?" (Your legs can be used as wings?!)
Chibi Groot let out a string of tender giggles.
In the pilot's seat, Star-Lord Peter Quill bobbed his head and tapped his foot along to his treasured Awesome Mix tape.
He could never get enough of it. Never!
Beside him, Drax was earnestly trying to understand the song lyrics' "metaphors."
As a result, he interpreted "heartbreak" as "a literal rupture of the chest cavity."
Rocket rolled his eyes at that.
While fiddling with a precision component he had scavenged from some unknown junk pile.
He mercilessly mocked them at the same time.
"Give it a rest, Quill! Your lousy tape's practically been worn down into cosmic background radiation!
"And you! Big guy...
"'Heartbreak' doesn't mean you should actually crush someone's heart!
"Though that does sound pretty awesome..."
Rocket bared his teeth as he pried apart the component—like a panda snapping bamboo shoots at the zoo.
"You don't know shit! It's a classic! A chart-topper!"
Quill paused the music in annoyance and turned around.
"And I take