[ The 'newbie' designation leaves Venom with more questions, but he barely has time to formulate them before a pack of cigarettes is being tossed his way. He catches it between the joints of his bionic, turns it over to check the brand.
Huh. The kid is old-fashioned. Venom's jaw works subtly in mild surprise. ]
—Right. In your way.
[ Graciously, he'll move away from the door. If his expression softens nigh-imperceptibly at the cute dog pawing at his boot, well. Must be a trick of the poor light.
BUT ALSO, before Bucky can retreat, if he's intending to do so: ] ...How did you know I smoke.
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Huh. The kid is old-fashioned. Venom's jaw works subtly in mild surprise. ]
—Right. In your way.
[ Graciously, he'll move away from the door. If his expression softens nigh-imperceptibly at the cute dog pawing at his boot, well. Must be a trick of the poor light.
BUT ALSO, before Bucky can retreat, if he's intending to do so: ] ...How did you know I smoke.