When it really came down to it, Nikki didn’t want to see anyone else. This was a bit of an… awkward way to get to know someone but she needed her freedom; which is ironic to find it in the confines of marriage. But hey, the world is a weird thing anyway. The outlaw Ravager prince of one of the most deadly people in the galaxy and the warrior princess of a lost race surrounded by misfits that only they could find comfort in; when it really comes down it. They were rather blessed to so awkwardly run into each other. 

His strange accent got another smile from her and his comment about Rocket made her roll her eyes. “Single or married, the answer is still ‘no’ to that question. It’s just a little difficult to say no to something I’m supposed to idolize so much…” She gave a small shrug, lifting her caramel colored shoulders and letting them fall before looking back down at their hands together. She went from hating the man to legally married; but in their minds they weren’t ‘married’, they were just two people, two friends, helping one of them out by signing a piece of paper. There wasn’t much theatrics of a proposal and neither of them wearing a ring and now they were at the agreement that they could see whoever they wanted. Just two friends helping each other out, and one falling for the other…

“So… how do you want to approach this with the others?” She asked softly, “Rocket wants to date me, Gamora probably wants to shoot me out of the airlock, Groot wants to announce he is Groot and I think Drax might want to throw you a party.”