The talk with Nataku hadn't helped matters: last night was still following him, tainting his every thought. He almost didn't want to seek out Edward again, not after the man had seen him at his weakest. Especially not after seeing the man show exactly what he was and demonstrate it on-- ...even if it were only a fake. Even if he had wished death on it.
But they had business to attend to and so long as they did, he wasn't going to let up. Venom had spent the entire night pushing aside his want for answers to find that woman with the understanding that they would be able to continue on their mission once she was back in hand. Instead, her safety had replaced the mission entirely, regardless of the bumps in the road and mentally straining events that may have occurred.
He couldn't blame Edward. He wanted to, but he couldn't, not in good conscience. He had no room to be upset with anyone when it came to something like that. The most he could do was move on from that fact and hope the vampire's penchant for distraction wouldn't repeat this night, because Venom wasn't going to keep paying for a service he'd yet to receive. He wasn't going to blame him, but he wasn't any happier with him either. He was getting tired of this dance.
It looked like Edward was pouting on his lonesome, which the assassin had no qualms interrupting. Outwardly, he showed no signs of how tired he actually was, nor how upset. This wasn't the time for that. It would never be the time for that. "Did you find her?" If your problem is that you're hungry again, I will have no sympathy for you.
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But they had business to attend to and so long as they did, he wasn't going to let up. Venom had spent the entire night pushing aside his want for answers to find that woman with the understanding that they would be able to continue on their mission once she was back in hand. Instead, her safety had replaced the mission entirely, regardless of the bumps in the road and mentally straining events that may have occurred.
He couldn't blame Edward. He wanted to, but he couldn't, not in good conscience. He had no room to be upset with anyone when it came to something like that. The most he could do was move on from that fact and hope the vampire's penchant for distraction wouldn't repeat this night, because Venom wasn't going to keep paying for a service he'd yet to receive. He wasn't going to blame him, but he wasn't any happier with him either. He was getting tired of this dance.
It looked like Edward was pouting on his lonesome, which the assassin had no qualms interrupting. Outwardly, he showed no signs of how tired he actually was, nor how upset. This wasn't the time for that. It would never be the time for that. "Did you find her?" If your problem is that you're hungry again, I will have no sympathy for you.