Rocket snorted, nodding in Judy's direction. "What she said. Oh boo hoo, the asshole's upset because we didn't try to talk it out. Maybe you should've thought about people getting pissed before you started talking shit!"

He bared his teeth, and as Nick had asked, put Grif down-but having the vines lower somewhat, then suddenly let go around his ankles. It wasn't a long drop, but it was definitely meant to be one last hit.

"There, asshole. You're down. Now show off those speed powers you keep bragging about and beat it."