She wanted to punch him.  Knock him out, put him in the airlock, and space him all over again.  What was she supposed to do at that moment?  Was she supposed to lie to Quill?  Tell him that Gamora would be there shortly, that she was alive and well?  No, her sister had made a choice in going to Vormir and Thanos had made a choice in killing her.  It was a moment that Nebula would never have foreseen.  She always saw Gamora as their father's glittering star, even after her sister rebelled against him.  Thanos truly loved Gamora, in a way he never showed to his other children.  Nebula on the other hand, he would have ripped her into pieces for spare parts if the need arose.<br/><br/>"You really think I need your money?"  She growled low.  Yes, the Ravagers were a resource, but she was an intergalactic assassin.  She had her own funds if she needed them.  Her hands slid to her hips and she turned on him, leveling a gaze that looked more like a deep abyss than eyes.  "Then I guess we get to wait and see if your friends prove their usefulness.	But if it's a question of refueling, I don't need your charity."  The problem was, she may not need his charity, but she definitely needed his help.  She could do this alone, but it would take months, or even years, to get a lead on where the mighty Thanos had run off to.<br/><br/>Apparently, though Rocket had turned off his comms, Yondu's little pet hadn't.  "Yes, boss!  We'll have that right away...errrr...well...in a bit here."  Kraglin was a bit of a dolt, but he seemed loyal and somewhat competent.  Now they were left with silence, and she turned away from the blue man before turning back to him.<br/><br/>"You can scold me all you want, but you would have done the same thing if it was Quill.  You wouldn't let that go.  Yes, you lost your would-be son, but that was just the snap of his fingers...He chose to give her up.  He chose his power over her..."  There was pain there, but it was behind a wall of fury and anger.  Nebula wanted nothing more than to tear her father's head from his body.  It wouldn't fix things.  It would not bring Gamora back, but then he could never hurt her or anyone else, ever again.