"Right. Thank you, I wasn't actually aware of the colour of my flesh." Gamora used to think that Drax had the honour of being the biggest jerk on a first meeting, but Castle was quickly catching up and poised to take his place. Drax had a better cause for hostility at least. Thanos had killed his family.

She unfolded her arms and held up her hands, palm towards him. "Then don't. But this city isn't big enough to keep avoiding each other. Eventually paths will cross like now. I shouldn't have to keep checking to see if you're somewhere I want to be." It took every inch of control not to sneer at him just because he was really starting to get under her green skin. "Or you could just hit me and get it out of your system."