[Ziggy bites her lip, glancing away and offering the most casual nod of the head, as if this is all just totally not a big deal. She could imagine how weird it is... to just... show up somewhere and people just know you. Off-putting, unsettling, all those words. And it makes her utterly anxious to add onto that feeling. After all, it might scare him off; her dad watching her shrink in his rearview mirror was plenty enough abandonment, thanks.
But, ugh. Peter doesn't owe her anything. Truthfully, she owes him more.
Reaching into the small bag hanging off her belt, she retrieves something to place behind her ear — and then taps there with a begrudging sigh, so that a very, very, very, very accurate replica of Peter's mask grows over her face. In fact, it's so accurate, you'd think it wasn't a replica at all. (It's not.)]
Yeah, well. You've probably got a lot in common, at the least.
For the record, though... I'm not a Guardian of any Galaxy, or a Star-Lord, or... anything.
I'm just Ziggy.
[She likes wearing the mask currently. He can't see how she's actually freaking nervous about admitting any of this to someone who rightfully sees her as some random kid. Tapping her finger on the mask, she adds:]
You show up with one of these?
Could always give it back to you if you're missing it. I've got back-ups.
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Date: 2023-08-09 12:49 am (UTC)But, ugh. Peter doesn't owe her anything. Truthfully, she owes him more.
Reaching into the small bag hanging off her belt, she retrieves something to place behind her ear — and then taps there with a begrudging sigh, so that a very, very, very, very accurate replica of Peter's mask grows over her face. In fact, it's so accurate, you'd think it wasn't a replica at all. (It's not.)]
Yeah, well. You've probably got a lot in common, at the least.
For the record, though... I'm not a Guardian of any Galaxy, or a Star-Lord, or... anything.
I'm just Ziggy.
[She likes wearing the mask currently. He can't see how she's actually freaking nervous about admitting any of this to someone who rightfully sees her as some random kid. Tapping her finger on the mask, she adds:]
You show up with one of these?
Could always give it back to you if you're missing it. I've got back-ups.