Were Eddie awake, and not in some blissful sleep coma, he'd make a joke about the "om nom nom" meme. See? you're like cookie monster. You see something and you eat it. And it's like "OM NOM NOM NOM"
Venom knows this.
The squirrels sate him. He's already fed, already eaten brains, so he feels calm but he misses that voice. That panicky yet cocky human voice in the back of his head. He can't come out to protect him during the day and at night he doesn't have him and it...hurts.
This came with the territory. He should have expected it. He was part of a small, a painfully small, smaller by the day and the hour, collection of symbiotes who wanted to adhere to the old ways before their genetic pool became corrupted. Who asked questions instead of trying to simply devour as Knull commanded. Those who had locked the God away. He was of them and not of the general group and going to earth and seeing how humans lived...
He sets the remaining squirrel down.
Om nom nom.
Completely unaware of how goofy he looks, a 7 foot tall brick wall of goo with fangs the size of a forearm pacing and grumbling and "om nom noming" in a mournful tone he turns to the notes, the specimens, the animals, staring, picking things up and putting them down.
What are you doing? Are you planning to eat these things? the other humans must also have some. They must feed as well. what are these? Notes?
Sans Eddie, Venom has the social maturity of a 7 year old child trying to help his parents at work.
Science notes. You are a scientist? The kind who would kill these creatures? Torture them? Force them to do things they do not wish to do?...
He sniffs, peering over all of them, and making a really big mess.
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Venom knows this.
The squirrels sate him. He's already fed, already eaten brains, so he feels calm but he misses that voice. That panicky yet cocky human voice in the back of his head. He can't come out to protect him during the day and at night he doesn't have him and it...hurts.
This came with the territory. He should have expected it. He was part of a small, a painfully small, smaller by the day and the hour, collection of symbiotes who wanted to adhere to the old ways before their genetic pool became corrupted. Who asked questions instead of trying to simply devour as Knull commanded. Those who had locked the God away. He was of them and not of the general group and going to earth and seeing how humans lived...
He sets the remaining squirrel down.
Om nom nom.
Completely unaware of how goofy he looks, a 7 foot tall brick wall of goo with fangs the size of a forearm pacing and grumbling and "om nom noming" in a mournful tone he turns to the notes, the specimens, the animals, staring, picking things up and putting them down.
What are you doing? Are you planning to eat these things? the other humans must also have some. They must feed as well. what are these? Notes?
Sans Eddie, Venom has the social maturity of a 7 year old child trying to help his parents at work.
Science notes. You are a scientist? The kind who would kill these creatures? Torture them? Force them to do things they do not wish to do?...
He sniffs, peering over all of them, and making a really big mess.