After talking about the Grand Commander, the two people who still could not find a bar could only keep wandering the streets, and they ended up discussing humanity's current great age of space exploration.
Gamora had some thoughts about it. Not exactly negative ones, but she felt humanity would encounter obstacles.
Take today's situation, for example. The cheap labor supplied by Earth had begun undercutting itself, disrupting market prices and likely making plenty of people unhappy.
Because the Guardians of the Galaxy's Captain was the human Star-Lord, even when he cursed a client for making a stupid choice, he did not curse his fellow Earthlings. His teammates supported that attitude as well.
Since Starhawk's Glorious Falcon fleet knew humanity had the Sorcerer Supreme behind it, they probably would not do anything. They might even help humanity gain a foothold in the universe.
But that was as far as it went. The other Marauder fleets would probably not look kindly upon these latecomers stealing their business, and there was a very real chance they would take direct action.
The green-skinned girl had brought it up to remind Star-Lord to think about how he should handle it. If he truly liked the Space Marauders that much, he had better speak up for humanity and not give Deathstroke an excuse to retaliate against the radicals.
She did not know much about Deathstroke's strength, but she had a brain. Being able to "bring back" the long-destroyed Arcturus Galaxy was something even many so-called gods could not accomplish.
Not to mention anyone else, Thanos could not do it. When it came to destruction, devastation, and slaughter, the Mad Titan was an expert.
But he had never created anything. Everything he did was to please Death, so he had always remained on the path of destruction.