Gamora snorted in amusement even if there was no smile to reflect it. She knew there were plenty of men full of horseshit. Just because she had asked, it didn't mean she wasn't also cataloguing each and every one of his actions. At least he hadn't actually pulled his weapon out this time.

She looked past him to the dog he had clearly been intent on and finally gave a shake of her head. "Don't leave. You've made your choice already, I haven't yet found a pet I wish to adopt."

Gamora held her hands again, feeling like each move she made had to prove that she wasn't about to attack him as she started to edge towards the exit with careful and precise steps. At lease Drax, Rocket or Groot weren't around. She was pretty sure that Castle would have reacted even less kindly towards them. "I look forward to hearing what you name them."