Rocket blinked. In his real shape his ears would have swiveled and flattened, it was a little benefit of being human that you couldn’t read mood by ears. “Yeah, it’s me. Since I woke up this morning. Hadta call Quill to bring me clothes to fit a bald gangly thing. You got changed too, huh?”

Mia didn’t eat, but if she was human now.... “You tried marshmallows yet? They’re pretty great.” At least, they were to real tastebuds. Who knew what they’d be to a human?