[ Peter rolls his eyes. ]

I thought you worked solo, dude.

[ Because Peter has a team. And a damn good one. Although, granted, they're dysfunctional as fuck, and more than one night has ended with someone nursing a black eye, but-- there it is.

He turns on his heel and walks out of the facility. ]

Hope you're done shoppin' around in here, Goto. Drax is getting antsy to punch something.