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He watches Groot skitter up to him curiously, an amused if tired flick to his ears when Groot tugs on his pant leg.
“What? Of course I am!” Feigning outrage, Rocket motions at himself, looking at the little sapling like the answer should be obvious.
“I’m standing right here, aren’t I?” A few bruises here and there, maybe, but nothing to worry about. All in a day’s work.









