[ A mm under his breath, and Venom moves to lean against the porch fence. His fingers drum along wood, filling the stretch of silence that follows Jack's response.
It's heavy, but he didn't expect anything less. ]
Sometimes— [ —the hardest people to handle are your allies, not your enemies— ] —some things are gonna be out of your control.
[ Not something that needs to be said, Venom's sure. He waves that thought aside physically, a palm in the air and a sigh to scatter it. ]
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It's heavy, but he didn't expect anything less. ]
Sometimes— [ —the hardest people to handle are your allies, not your enemies— ] —some things are gonna be out of your control.
[ Not something that needs to be said, Venom's sure. He waves that thought aside physically, a palm in the air and a sigh to scatter it. ]
You're gonna be alright?