The fact that Quill was the only one who seemed to not know who this infamous Zero was, and that the most badass people ever are afraid to go toe to toe with him. made Quill feel at ease. There was a time that he would agree with them. Probably ask for money or some sort of reward for him to even consider this... Well, to be honest... He was hoping for at least a kiss on the cheek when all of this is done. "Well, with the title of 'Guardians of the Galaxy', our lives aren't necessarily safely secure." Peter said, looking around at the group of the table. Groot shrugged in agreement, and Rocket muttered something about his career choices. "Gamora, don't give me that look. The second we met it was always 'you will never have honor!' or 'wow, you're so self centered!' now its time for me to say that.to you!" Peter said, Gamora looking down at her food. "Well, I mean we still do some pretty messed up things, but if you want to exclude those things for a second..." Rocket said with a shrug. "We can discuss all the rights and wrongs we've done, or we can find this guy, and take him out! One less murderer/bounty hunter in the galaxy!" The group all shifted a bit uncomfortable (except Drax, but then again, he would attack a whole army if Peter asked him to), but no more protested. "Alright, that's settled. Rocket, why don't you check the Nova databases for some more info on this guy, maybe they have his last known location. Gamora, you can check our weapon supplies, if this guy is as bad as you say he is, tell we'll need our firepower, and i'll set a course to Nowhere and see if some of our people in our debt know a thing or two..." Peter hesitated a second, taking one more glance before getting up quickly. "Drax is on dishwashing duty!" He yelled before going up to the cockpit. --- They were now on a course to Nowhere. It'll take a little while before they get to the giant celestial head, so there was a bit of free time... Peter was up in the cockpit, his Walkman on his side as he bobbed his head to the music, watching the view of space. He didn't want to venture out and deal with Gamora's sass, Rocket's ego, and the unsettling feeling of Drax polishing his weapons while staring at you... That, and he wasn't sure he could keep his cool any longer around Nikki at this moment. here she was, back in his life, where she actually now needs his help yet again. This time though, Peter could easily do just that! No cheating her out of money, no fake backstabbing, and no Collector to answer to! just a psychotic murder hungry bounty hunter hunting down a very attractive and deadly woman... He was sure Rocket was telling her all these made up stories about his people, trying to pull a fast one on her, promising her things... sounds exactly like him, but Peter wasn't a weird Racoon thing...It was true that the Guardians were protectors of the galaxy, but it was also true that they did not only good things, but bad ones from time to time... It wasn't ideal, but a teams gotta do what a teams gotta do. He just hoped that everything he's been doing is for the greater good.