It was a strange feeling to look someone in the eyes, someone like Peter Quill. She felt her knees go weak even though she was sitting and her heart kept skipping beats as he looked at her. The smile from him melted her very soul and she felt like she became putty in his hands. Her head tilted into his hand, unexpected for her but she was very much enjoying it. His hands were rough from the life he lived but all of his actions shoed a sense of kindness and tenderness to them. 

“Then I shall stay until my debt is repaid.” She said with a smile answering him that she wouldn’t leave the room, or his ship until he wanted her to go. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea but she found a few friends on the ship, plus a creature she valued within her culture that was, for some reason, hitting on her. She could overlook that for the sake of the respect she felt he deserved but at the same time, it was a little odd.

“Seeing as the captain has forbid me to walk tonight, I suppose I should either be carried to my room or I should stay here.” A grin moved across her face again, “But understand this Star-Lord.” She said softly. “Just because you can say what happens on the ship, I control what happens to me.” She placed her forehead gently against his. “Basically, no funny business.” Yeah, she was agreeing to stay but she was stating that he wouldn’t be able to use his ‘powers of captaining’ to get things from her, physical things.