[While Yondu's face seems to be set to various stages of frown, those phases break as he names off things. Different recognitions. Kree? Skrull? What the hell, half Kree? Half Skrull?]
Nah, I uh... No offense taken. Heard worse commentary on my looks. Nice shade o' Terran yourself. [That aside.] You know Kree? Peace-lovin' Kree? [It's obvious from his expression he's seen the worst versions of the Kree.] Skrulls ain't that bad. Not enough of 'em left to amount to much. Kree killed most of 'em off. [He doesn't want to consider worst case scenarios as to how one became half-half. But that is exactly where his brain goes. Could be wrong, though.]
[He leans in a little, tucking that phone under the table, angling himself like he doesn't want anything that might be watching from any corner to see him bring this up.]
You ever hear of somethin' called the Supreme Intelligence?
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Nah, I uh... No offense taken. Heard worse commentary on my looks. Nice shade o' Terran yourself. [That aside.] You know Kree? Peace-lovin' Kree? [It's obvious from his expression he's seen the worst versions of the Kree.] Skrulls ain't that bad. Not enough of 'em left to amount to much. Kree killed most of 'em off. [He doesn't want to consider worst case scenarios as to how one became half-half. But that is exactly where his brain goes. Could be wrong, though.]
[He leans in a little, tucking that phone under the table, angling himself like he doesn't want anything that might be watching from any corner to see him bring this up.]
You ever hear of somethin' called the Supreme Intelligence?