"Don't ye worry, I was dust too."
“Y-You too?” Peter muttered quietly, his gaze widening. How many of them had…?
Quill swallowed and took a shuddering breath. Without missing a beat he yanked Kraglin close into a tight hug. The last of his Ravager family, the other kid of Yondu’s, his brother…was back too. Thank whatever guy snapped them all back home.
“…M’glad you’re okay man.” He murmured quietly against his the lanky mans shoulder.















