"It's no problem You can even tell them to come over, they know where my ship is." Peter had offered it as shelter before, so he's used to having a lot of people (and pets) around.

Peter rearranged the bags on his hand and gave Trowa a pleased smile. "Thanks. It's not an uncommon class hip in my universe, but its engine was modified by Rocket to be faster and more efficient. It also comes with central heat."

Which was Peter's way of saying they better get inside. The mini dragons were already running up the ship's ramp and waiting by the door to be let in, like eager dogs. JJ let out a mewling sound but this time she sounded less angry, just impatient. Peter tapped a code in the electronic panel next to the door and welcomed Trowa in as soon as the door slid open. It was warm inside, even if they were in the cargo bay, and Peter led his little troupe towards the main room of the ship.

"Can you leave the bag on the table? I'll put everything in the kitchen later." Peter's busy putting his own bags down and opening the cat carrier so JJ can step outside. As soon as she's free, the cat moves towards a group of pillows in the left corner of the room, plops herself there, and starts licking her paws.

"Make yourself at home, I'll go get you a towel, so you can dry off."