The name's Rocket. NOT a damn raccoon. Currently stuck here on Earth after the big purple guy snapped half of my friends outta existence five years ago. Guardian of the galaxy turned... whaddya call it, Avenger? Yeah, that. Nebula and I are the only ones of us who made it through, and we're tryin' to keep living the best we can. It sucks, but... what are you gonna do, eh? We'll find a way to bring 'em back, 'specially if this time travel stuff works. It's the best chance we've got.

Hopefully.