See, Sora understood! How could Venom still be ... well, like Venom yet befriend such a good kid? Chipp was happy that someone seemed to get it. Obviously, they would have to work together at some point. In the future. Hopefully for Sora, that would be in the far future. Not only was Sora refreshingly optimistic, he was also helpful. Sort of. At least, Chipp thought his opinion on the military's presence was helpful.
"Yeah, you're right. If he's working against Landel, then that'll help us get rid of the both of them." That was what Chipp thought earlier: If Landel and Aguilar were opposing forces, then they could tire themselves out and let the patients finish both of them off. It sounded like a good plan. In his head. "Make sure you tell Venom that, okay? He was going on about how we failed and there's nothing we can do or something. If he won't hear it from me, he should hear it from you."
It was still weird thinking of this kid as a friend of Venom's, to be honest. Actually, Chipp still had no idea how this even happened. It was enough of a mystery that he couldn't keep his thoughts about it silent. Yet even Chipp could see something a little wrong about phrasing his question as 'How the hell did a guy like Venom befriend a kid like you?'
"So, uh, you and Venom... you're both good friends, right? How'd that happen? You're not really the type of person he tends to hang around."
Well, that wasn't really appropriate either, but Chipp was trying.
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"Yeah, you're right. If he's working against Landel, then that'll help us get rid of the both of them." That was what Chipp thought earlier: If Landel and Aguilar were opposing forces, then they could tire themselves out and let the patients finish both of them off. It sounded like a good plan. In his head. "Make sure you tell Venom that, okay? He was going on about how we failed and there's nothing we can do or something. If he won't hear it from me, he should hear it from you."
It was still weird thinking of this kid as a friend of Venom's, to be honest. Actually, Chipp still had no idea how this even happened. It was enough of a mystery that he couldn't keep his thoughts about it silent. Yet even Chipp could see something a little wrong about phrasing his question as 'How the hell did a guy like Venom befriend a kid like you?'
"So, uh, you and Venom... you're both good friends, right? How'd that happen? You're not really the type of person he tends to hang around."
Well, that wasn't really appropriate either, but Chipp was trying.