[After a little bit, when the struggle has become real, Kaz is standing and reaches across the table to gently push dog face away from Venom's poor battered mug. Miller's actually smiling, though. He does feel remotely, slightly guilty. It's a little unfair to expect Venom to anticipate any of these antics (mostly residue from Big Boss having been around, a sense of playfulness he let wane for far too long). But the performance of the animals was admirable and Snake's own hapless confusion has been fondly watched this whole time.]

Here. [He puts a handkerchief in front of him to take care of the slobber, and he picks up his plastic cup to drink out of.]

[Mama relents from her attack, but goes to her master and leans against his good leg (she knows the difference) as hard as she can, looking up at him with eyes that are the same shade of gold-blonde as Miller's hair. Animals oddly suited to match their owners in appearance at least.]

It looks like you had it pretty rough there for a minute. [Then the real apology, just for how confused Venom has looked through his ordeal.] I'm sorry. I thought maybe you could stand the surprise... [Being the sort of man that would surprise him with a flat cake and fireworks.]