[ Elthree shrugs her shoulders. ] Oh, you know. Tried to free some of my enslaved brethren, got shot down by the organic oppressors. Literally, shot down.

[ She says it nonchalantly, but at the time it had been terrifying, trying to reroute the sensory modulators to the lower half of her body when it wasn't there anymore. ]

If Lando does arrive here, he'll make his presence known. He's not one to do anything quietly.

[ Finally, they reach the gravestone they were looking for: Peter Jason Quill ★ Star-Lord. Elthree looks at it skeptically. ]

When I'm calling you for help, do I have to call you "Star-Lord?"