[It's tempting to be angry with him for not doing exactly that. It may have spared her life along with half the galaxy. Gamora has been killed by her abuser. She's long past the anger stage in her death. The what-ifs have never haunted her the way they did her Terran lover. They made mistakes and now they are dead for them. It's as simple as that.

She nods slowly, knowing her trauma clouds her mind. If Thanos had not held her prisoner for years, she would clearly see how to kill him. Alas, that isn't the case.]

I know what the Guardians are capable of. We slayed a celestial being together. Two of them are with your brother. [She leaves unsaid they will do better without her trauma holding them back.] They will win between the two. The Terrans delayed him once. My death will give my team all the motivation they need to do so with prejudice. Right now we can only imagine it.