[ It's the trained eye of a medic that catches the physical cues, instincts honed from the years he'd spent pre-stasis with his fingers knuckles-deep in someone else's skin and sinew. Venom sees the momentary ripple on the surface of Ocelot's preternaturally still lake, and wonders, for a moment, if he should offer a palm to his shoulder.
Instead: ] Ocelot. [ A proper warning this time, to not get ahead of himself. ] I don't know the details. But as far as I know, you see things through.
[ It seems to be the general consensus that Ocelot is the common thread between all of them. Funny how that works, huh.
Venom's pinpoint focus fixes itself on his companion, steady and unflinching. ]
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Instead: ] Ocelot. [ A proper warning this time, to not get ahead of himself. ] I don't know the details. But as far as I know, you see things through.
[ It seems to be the general consensus that Ocelot is the common thread between all of them. Funny how that works, huh.
Venom's pinpoint focus fixes itself on his companion, steady and unflinching. ]