"Yep". The single-word answer is punctuated by a lopsided grin. Is Star-Lord an embarrassing and objectively terrible moniker? Yes. Is it compounded by the fact that he gave it to himself? Also yes. Is Peter aware of that fact? No, he is not. "—Okay, so it's more of a — title than a name," he adds with a vague wave of a hand, the addendum meant more as a means of clarification than the fleeting expression of mild self-awareness it could be taken for.

"I haven't been back to Earth in—" he continues, quickly moving on from the 'Star-Lord' thing — it is a cool name, and he's not going to give anyone chance to get a word in edgeways to argue the point, okay — and circling back around to her Earth remark. He splays his hands, shrugging. "A while." It's uttered with an easy, smooth acceptance, insinuating that the concept of leaving Earth isn't odd, strange, weird or unusual for him. "I don't think it's a place that makes as much sense as we all like to make out."

Breath of a pause.

"Have you guys still got those superheroes running around in pyjamas? That's really weird."