[The longer they're together, the harder it is to keep up the illusion she doesn't appreciate his antics. (A struggle James Rhodes and Pepper Potts know all too well.) She's still smiling when they kiss. Gamora does manage an indignant huff at how he's turned things around her. She's supposed to be getting him dry!!!
Rather than voice that, she rolls her eyes, snakes an arm around his waist, and proceeds to direct him back upstairs. Gamora heads towards the room she occupied earlier and pushes him through the door first. She shuts it behind them, tossing the towels off to a nearby chair so she can undress.
Gamora shrugs off her jacket onto the floor before leaning over to toss one of those towels at Peter.] Dry your hair before you catch a cold.
[She busies herself with getting her locks dry enough to undress without hair clinging to her.]
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Rather than voice that, she rolls her eyes, snakes an arm around his waist, and proceeds to direct him back upstairs. Gamora heads towards the room she occupied earlier and pushes him through the door first. She shuts it behind them, tossing the towels off to a nearby chair so she can undress.
Gamora shrugs off her jacket onto the floor before leaning over to toss one of those towels at Peter.] Dry your hair before you catch a cold.
[She busies herself with getting her locks dry enough to undress without hair clinging to her.]