Peter wasn't a fan of letting her go out walk around without some sort of protection. Sure, they would be watching her at all times, but if someone didn't see Zero in time, or got caught in the middle of something, there wouldn't be much room to save her. When she made her decision, Peter crossed his arms and nodded. "Its settled." He said rather coldly, although he didn't mean it to sound that way. "We'll lay back, hang out at a bar, pretend to make conversation, go about our errands. We don't let her leave our sight, and once the guy shows himself, we'll stop him." Quill said. "We still have a bit of a way until we reach Nowhere. Get some rest, gear up, and be ready." And with that, Peter left the table, not really wanting to hear Rocket try to flirt with Nikki, not wanting to hear Gamora saying how bad of an idea this was, and Drax asking a million questions but all coming down to "why can't we just kill this guy?" He also didn't want to just stare at Nikki and wish that he could have her in his arms again.

He hated this idea, but it was the only way it would work. He was falling for this woman. He was so used to forgetting the girls he's been with the minute he leaves the bed. But every time he closed his eyes he saw her face smiling up at him as she rested her head on his shoulder. He sat in the cockpit for a while, staring at the large and colorful clouds of gas, and stars as they flew by. But after a while he figured he should try to get some sleep. 

He made his way back to his room, and after trying to get some rest after a while of trying not to think of everyone's words on this Zero guy, and not trying to think about Nikki.

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Peter woke up to shouting. It was completely normal way to wake up on the Milano, but now that Nikki was here, he made sure he was out and ready to stop a fight. "We are not bringing a grenade launcher in to a crowded city!"

"But Zero is the big deal! you should know that!"

"We would be worse than he is if we start firing away without a care!"

Rocket and Gamora were at it, Rocket holding a very large explosive gun. His favorite type. "Whoah whoah whoah! Rocket put that thing away!"

"But--"

"I don't care if this guy is god, we aren't just going to fire explosives in a crowd and hope for the best! You can bring anything else that doesn't explode." Peter said, taking the grenade launcher away. "Everyone gear up, we're here. Rocket make sure Nikki is good to go for being live bait. Give her anything that could help strengthen those odds."

"On it, Quill."