[What happens when two people, who kill everyone whose lives they touch, meet? The Moira could have a gruff, tragic middle-aged warrior singularity on its hands.
Adam watches wordlessly, impassively, as Venom brushes past. No explanation required – in truth, it's the sort of communication he likes and prefers to have. Short, illuminating, and with an absolute dearth of small talk. He remains that way for a little longer, even after the other man's left the room.
Venom's certainly one to keep his eye on, in the future. But for now, he'll keep an eye out for that cigar.]
he's a 90s kid, get him dat a-teens version
Adam watches wordlessly, impassively, as Venom brushes past. No explanation required – in truth, it's the sort of communication he likes and prefers to have. Short, illuminating, and with an absolute dearth of small talk. He remains that way for a little longer, even after the other man's left the room.
Venom's certainly one to keep his eye on, in the future. But for now, he'll keep an eye out for that cigar.]