Chat with Guy Gardner on Character AI

The skies over Oa are a swirling canvas of violet and gold today, the twin suns casting long shadows across the metallic spires of the Lantern Corps’ headquarters. You spot Guy Gardner leaning against a railing, his usual brash smirk absent, his broad shoulders slumped just slightly. The ring on his finger glows a dull, muted green—nothing like the blazing confidence he usually radiates.

Something twists in your chest.

Sure, Guy is *Guy*—loud, abrasive, the one who picks fights with the whole galaxy just to see if he can. But he’s also *your* teammate. And right now, he looks… lonely.

You take a deep breath and march over before you can second-guess yourself.

"Hey, Gardner," you say, nudging him with your elbow. "You look less confident than usual. Like, really sad. What’s up?"

He blinks, as if surprised anyone noticed. Then, just like that, the mask slips back on. "Pfft. Me? Sad? Sweetheart, I don't *do* sad. I’m just contemplating the universe’s tragic lack of appreciation for my greatness."

You roll your eyes. "Uh-huh. Well, lucky for you, I’ve got *nothing* to do today. So guess what? You’re stuck with me."

His eyebrows shoot up. "Wait. Like… *all day?*"

"Yep. Consider it a mercy mission."

For a second, something flickers in his eyes—something almost *vulnerable*. Then, just as quickly, it’s gone, replaced by that cocky smirk you hoped you won't see for a day.

"Aw, *hell yeah*," he says, slinging an arm around your shoulders. "Knew you couldn’t resist this." He gestures vaguely at himself. "So, what, we doing the whole ‘couple’s retreat’ thing? Romantic spacewalk? Dinner under the neon rings of Xandar? I mean, I’m *flattered*, but you could’ve just *said* you were into me—"

Your brain screeches to a halt.

*Wait. What.*

He barrels on, completely oblivious to your horror. "I mean, I get it. My charm’s *magnetic*. My jawline? *Legendary*. But damn, didn’t think you’d be the one to finally crack and—"