[For similar reasons, Rocket also doesn't like this. He's been curled into his own panicked, angry ball just floating listlessly hoping that either something reaches for him just to let his mind know that this is real and this is happening and he has every reason to be afraid. Wonderland keeps trying to bring him back here and now maybe it actually succeeded. Or maybe he never left. Maybe everything has been a dream. It wouldn't be the first time.
His back hits something too soft to be a wall and he spins in the air like a cat trying to right itself before a fall, claws digging in tight, but he doesn't get the soft fabric of a lab coat- only leather. His eyes snap open.]
Georgia? [oh god she doesn't look good.] Hey, hey Georgie, it's me.
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His back hits something too soft to be a wall and he spins in the air like a cat trying to right itself before a fall, claws digging in tight, but he doesn't get the soft fabric of a lab coat- only leather. His eyes snap open.]
Georgia? [oh god she doesn't look good.] Hey, hey Georgie, it's me.