![]() A hybrid that seems particularly…reckless. Ayesha: And your father? Quill: He ain't from Missouri. Quill: We thank you, High Priestess Ayesha. Ayesha: Our soldiers apprehended her attempting to steal the batteries. Ayesha: I understand that she is your sister? Gamora: She's worth no more to me than the bounty due for her on Xandar. Bring it, and we shall gladly be on our way. Your people promised something in exchange for our services. In the name of research, I think that could be pretty…repulsive. Ayesha: Perhaps someday, you could give me a history lesson in the archaic ways of our ancestors. Quill: Well, I guess I prefer to make people the old-fashioned way. We control the DNA of our progeny germinating them in birthing pods. Impeccable: Both physically and mentally. Every citizen is born exactly as designed by the community. We could not risk the lives of our own Sovereign citizens. ![]() ![]() ![]() Dialogue Ayesha: We thank you, Guardians, for putting your lives on the line. ![]()
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