[ Venom tracks Angela's words under his fingertips, keeps his input to a minimum. She works in tandem with her words, clicks and rustles of metal and wiring as the downbeat to her semi-confession, and all Venom really can do is provide a palm to steady her if she tips backwards or forwards.
He listens. Absorbs. Connects dots with lines, and rewrites some of the things he knows as mental snapshots so that they make more sense in context. There's really only one person that Angela's ever mentioned being dead and presumably six feet under in this place— or, well. Two, really, but she'd already told Venom that one of the pair'd clawed his way out of purgatory long ago.
So that leaves the remaining one. Not terribly difficult to narrow down from the list of former Moira crew members, and of course, of course.
No wonder 76 was so critical. ]
That's his problem, not yours.
[ The matter of him not wanting to tell, the matter of the so-called mystery man's need to be tight-lipped. It's delivered with sympathy, but with an overarching neutrality; ascribing blame would be easy, but it would also be a disservice. Both to Angela and the dead-turned-living.
Still, Venom moves his palm from Angela's neck to her shoulder, fingers tightening to grip in solidarity. ]
Not a crime to say that it's a difficult pill to swallow, either.
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He listens. Absorbs. Connects dots with lines, and rewrites some of the things he knows as mental snapshots so that they make more sense in context. There's really only one person that Angela's ever mentioned being dead and presumably six feet under in this place— or, well. Two, really, but she'd already told Venom that one of the pair'd clawed his way out of purgatory long ago.
So that leaves the remaining one. Not terribly difficult to narrow down from the list of former Moira crew members, and of course, of course.
No wonder 76 was so critical. ]
That's his problem, not yours.
[ The matter of him not wanting to tell, the matter of the so-called mystery man's need to be tight-lipped. It's delivered with sympathy, but with an overarching neutrality; ascribing blame would be easy, but it would also be a disservice. Both to Angela and the dead-turned-living.
Still, Venom moves his palm from Angela's neck to her shoulder, fingers tightening to grip in solidarity. ]
Not a crime to say that it's a difficult pill to swallow, either.