Peter found it very hard to keep eye contact with Yondu for so long. Yondu was giving him a glare that he usually gave him when determining if he was going to double cross him or not (yeah, surprisingly this wasn't the first time this has happened...). Yondu always seemed to know when Quill was lying, yet it was like he was curious on what Peter had planned out in the long run. Even though Peter has gotten many threats, and seriously injured from time to time by the Ravagers, he wouldn't do anything to get them in (too much) danger.

So Yondu was thinking through his options. He could call every single one of the Guardians' bluffs, and just take Nikki. he could just kill Peter and the rest of them. But the temptation of Quill's offer was strong. Peter's concentration broke from Yondu when Nikki started talking. "I know I'm a gambling man, but letting you uncuffed is too rich for my blood, Beautiful." Quill said, looking over at her. "You'd easily take out this ship. And lose our chances of getting paid beyond our wildest dreams." He hoped that when this was done, the Council will pay them for their heroic stunt, and information of the people who tried to attack them. Yondu still gave Peter a stare when he looked back. The crew all looked eager for their leader to accept the offer, but it felt like Yondu wasn't buying it. After all they pulled off.

Peter gave a sad shrug. "Oh well... I guess we'll take our leave." Quill walked over to Nikki, lifting her up and putting her over his shoulders, a bit of showing off that Nikki was "their prisoner", and they were more than serious on taking them on. He nodded towards the exit to Gamora and Rocket, and they started for it. "Hold on a second." Yondu called out. Peter smiled, but he lost it when he turned around.

"How are you even planning on finding these Mercs?" He asked. "We know how to start trouble. They'll find us soon enough, but the process will go alot faster if they hear that the Ravagers are itching for a fight... Come on, Yondu. You and me, fighting side by side again." Peter still had Nikki on his shoulder, and he didn't know how long before his arm gave out. After another minute of silence, he held out his hand. "You got yourself a deal, Quill. But if you try anythin' funny, you're dead. And we want seventy percent of the score on this."

"We'll talk about the cut later. We'll contact you when we're in the Quadrant. We'll have a full out plan by then." And with that, the Guardians were walking out of the Ravager's headquarters, all of them surprised that they managed to pull that off... Even Quill.