[ Priority no. 1 when you've found yourself displaced and ostensibly caged, is to map out the confines of said cage. Venom is patrolling the area, moving silently and efficiently through halls that he's committing to memory, when he stumbles upon Angela— almost quite literally.
Reflexively, his hand twitches. As if he could've caught spilled coffee?? The non-articulated and almost unconscious sentiment here is be careful, even if it's his fault that she was startled in the first place. ]
You're fine. [ He says, after a beat. A little uptight, a little distant.
But get this, he actually reconsiders and rephrases: ] —Are you?
[ Because she's sitting on the floor outside medbay, which is. A bit of a concern. ]
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Reflexively, his hand twitches. As if he could've caught spilled coffee?? The non-articulated and almost unconscious sentiment here is be careful, even if it's his fault that she was startled in the first place. ]
You're fine. [ He says, after a beat. A little uptight, a little distant.
But get this, he actually reconsiders and rephrases: ] —Are you?
[ Because she's sitting on the floor outside medbay, which is. A bit of a concern. ]