[ If this is Kaz's way of making an effort to lighten the mood, Venom appreciates it. It's always been the case that he'd spent those long tours in and out of Afghanistan and Africa with his cassette player in one hand, confined in that cramped space between sea and sky with headphones in his ears. Crossing continents to quiet music, listening to someone's acoustic rendition of Love Deterrence.
Maybe that was Kaz, too— who knows.
Venom leans against the wall, lets the cold of the metal seep into his tired muscles. The Moira is a poor substitute for Pequod, but it'll do for now. ]
A whole planet.
[ That's definitely more than he bargained for, and possibly way too much to digest right now. But for professional reference, he notes it and doesn't change expressions save for a quick quirk of a brow. ]
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Maybe that was Kaz, too— who knows.
Venom leans against the wall, lets the cold of the metal seep into his tired muscles. The Moira is a poor substitute for Pequod, but it'll do for now. ]
A whole planet.
[ That's definitely more than he bargained for, and possibly way too much to digest right now. But for professional reference, he notes it and doesn't change expressions save for a quick quirk of a brow. ]
That doesn't exactly inspire faith.