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||   Groot peers at the man.  Not Asgardian?  He wasn’t familiar with the different realms so much as he was the other nearby quadrants of galaxies.  Frankly, he didn’t really care what this man exactly was, so long as he could maybe get some help.   ||

I am Groot.

||   He holds out his arm and scratches it again, frowning.   ||

What’s wrong big guy? You don’t have termites do you?

[pauses, realizing that would probably a rather distressing situation for the poor tree creature]

Sorry, that’s probably not a funny joke to you…

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||   He is unsure as to how the man came to that conclusion.  If anything, the Asgardian seemed to be the one confused.  Could he not understand Groot?   ||

I am Groot?

You just seemed like you weren’t sure what I was. Asgardian was a good guess, even though I’m not technically one of them, it was pretty close. I mean I lived there pretty much all my life. But, I’ve got a bit of a different gene pool.

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||   It seemed to Groot that the man was of a dense composition- perhaps Asgardian?  He retracted his hand and scratched at his arm again.   ||

I am Groot.

You seem confused. 

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||   He shakes his head and shoulders, looking down at the man.  The Flora Colossus places a hand to the stranger’s shoulder and gives it a gentle squeeze, trying to ascertain the biological makeup of this being.   ||

I am Groot.

Hey wh— [was about to back up but freezes as his shoulder is grabbed]

… personal space I guess isn’t a thing… Good to know…

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||   Groot stares right back, still scratching at the bark of his forearm.   ||

I am Groot.

I’m Loki..

You are definitely not from around here…

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||   Groot stands, scratching his arm idly.   ||

[stares]

*touches*
Anonymous

Don’t do that.