[ There's something morbid about the flood of relief that rises from the pit of Venom's stomach when he hears Ocelot speak, something that feels like the emotional equivalent of muscle memory. Compliance with what he knows to be true— his loyalty— is so much more uncomplicated than the daily grind of figuring out who he is here.

Venom's eye flutters closed for a half-second. ]

I know. [ A soft huff, mildly self-deprecating. ] —Just wanted to hear you say that.

[ As an affirmation, as something to hold Ocelot to. As far as playing poker with Ocelot goes, Venom is never going to have enough chips; that doesn't mean he won't take one or two. ]

...Whatever I'm gonna say, it's probably already crossed your mind. [ So, here's Venom being candid. ] David is going to kill 'Big Boss'.

[ Not just Venom, but the entire title. ]