So Venom didn't sit, giving the situation an awkwardness modifier of +3. He didn't even answer her question! Was it a bad one? What was she supposed to say? Or do? Or - gggh, what a weird guy Venom was! Alkaid couldn't take it! She ruffled her hair nervously, staring at her lap.
Thankfully, everything seemed a little lighter when Venom greeted Spock, and she looked at the pointy-eared man as if he was her savior. A knight in logical armor, or something. It was hard to hid her huge sigh of relief, actually.
"Oh, hi, Mr. Spock!" Alkaid waved, her almost-helpless expression hopefully letting him know that this was a good time to let his, uhh, charisma shine. "We were just looking at some photos of Venom's. I picked 'em up during a run last night."
She'd picked up other things, too, such as the injury that warranted the bulky cast on her upper left arm. And a delicious cup-o-noodles. But none of that was with her right now. What was important was making the situation a little bit more tolerable.
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Thankfully, everything seemed a little lighter when Venom greeted Spock, and she looked at the pointy-eared man as if he was her savior. A knight in logical armor, or something. It was hard to hid her huge sigh of relief, actually.
"Oh, hi, Mr. Spock!" Alkaid waved, her almost-helpless expression hopefully letting him know that this was a good time to let his, uhh, charisma shine. "We were just looking at some photos of Venom's. I picked 'em up during a run last night."
She'd picked up other things, too, such as the injury that warranted the bulky cast on her upper left arm. And a delicious cup-o-noodles. But none of that was with her right now. What was important was making the situation a little bit more tolerable.