User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2017/@comment-5837525-20170613220338

(Orbit follows the others into the cabin and briefly regards its interior before saying anything.)

Orbit: Thank you for letting us into your... quaint home, Mr. Salty.

(Star-Lord couldn't help but roll his eyes. Not a big Herman Melville crowd in this group, apparently. Though he then had to remind himself that he wasn't on Earth; was a pony version of Moby Dick never published on this planet?

He stretches his hooves to work the knots out of his joints. Not the most comfortable cot in the universe.)

Star-Lord: That they are, Doc. Our Gretch has got herself bones of steel.

Spidey: Heh. Good call. Big base... little spider.

(Realizing that Silva was now looking at him, Spider-Mane turns to her.)

Spidey: Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about you. Let's get you bed before you collapse from shock. I'll see ya around, Eroma.