Nidavellir? Place where all the best weapons got made? Rocket was absolutely certain he'd have remembered going to what was essentially one of his top ten dream vacation spots.
And yet this gigantic blond human-looking guy was grinning at him and Rocket was absolutely certain that despite the fact that that expression had never in all of reality been turned on him (no one had ever been that happy to see him, though Quill had come close when they'd met up here at the Inn) there was no mistaken identity bullshit happening.
Which meant this guy was someone he hadn't met yet. Logically, anyway. Could've been someone from far back and Rocket had forgotten, but again: Nidavellir. He'd have remembered. That joy would have lasted... a real long time.
He shook himself to try and un-fluff fur that had poofed out a little at the unexpected hug attack. "More like I never went there. Don't suppose I'm lucky enough you got the speechifyin' about time shit already?"
Re: Thor/Rocket
And yet this gigantic blond human-looking guy was grinning at him and Rocket was absolutely certain that despite the fact that that expression had never in all of reality been turned on him (no one had ever been that happy to see him, though Quill had come close when they'd met up here at the Inn) there was no mistaken identity bullshit happening.
Which meant this guy was someone he hadn't met yet. Logically, anyway. Could've been someone from far back and Rocket had forgotten, but again: Nidavellir. He'd have remembered. That joy would have lasted... a real long time.
He shook himself to try and un-fluff fur that had poofed out a little at the unexpected hug attack. "More like I never went there. Don't suppose I'm lucky enough you got the speechifyin' about time shit already?"