Nah, not the same way I can in this place. I — uh, fixed up some ships, made 'em better, but it's kinda hard always being on the run, and parts aren't easy to come by to build a whole new ship.

[ They take a lot of thieving without getting caught, Quill usually had a way to get a brand new-ish ship (and those ships weren't bad), and they didn't end up having a whole lot of downtime anyway. Saving the universe, it turns out, is kind of a full-time gig.

Go figure. ]

But it's something I've always wanted to do, and I dunno why I'm telling you this. [ He takes the joystick back, and sets it back down so he can resume finishing his drink.

He hums. ] I guess the thing about having a ship means you can fly away from someplace, or fly to someplace. [ He downs the last of his drink and slaps the mug back down on the table. ] Options.

You ever thought about leaving your home if you could? Maybe fly off somewhere else?