[ Maybe it doesn't need to be said out loud, because Jim isn't sure he could ever get tired of Venom, either. Funnily enough, Jim finally gets his wish. There's a group of aliens from this universe or wherever that actually want to open diplomatic talks instead of just trying to kill them, and that gives him hope that this is going to turn into something much better than anything any of them have found here yet.
Partner in crime, maybe? They could find some trouble. The good kind.
When Venom doesn't let go of his hand, he shifts his grip to entwine their fingers, and grip his hand reassuringly, looking over at him. It's only then that he notices a bit of a smile, at least he thinks it is, under that hair. He shifts, reaching up his free hand, and bears some of that hair away from the former assassin's face. His own splits into a wide, bright smile. ]
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Partner in crime, maybe? They could find some trouble. The good kind.
When Venom doesn't let go of his hand, he shifts his grip to entwine their fingers, and grip his hand reassuringly, looking over at him. It's only then that he notices a bit of a smile, at least he thinks it is, under that hair. He shifts, reaching up his free hand, and bears some of that hair away from the former assassin's face. His own splits into a wide, bright smile. ]
I knew one day I'd get a smile out of you.