[Venom did his best to keep a placid face throughout this whole ordeal, but seeing his allies, no, friends, go through this, it broke his heart. He didn't know any healing spells or medicine outside of treating minor wounds, so he made up for it by paying visits and offering company. It's all he could do, and recently he's been spending time with the spiky-haired man.
At first it was a couple of quick visits, leaving books and juice with his roommates. Then when they came here, he continued to keep Phoenix company when his friends couldn't. It pained him to see Nick get worse, though when he enters today, he's greeted with... that...
An angel? Hardly. Nick is clearly delirious, but it does bring a bit of warmth to Venom's cheeks.]
It's me, Nick. Venom. You're not dead. It seems the illness is affecting your memory.
[He takes a seat next to the bed, noting his condition.]
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At first it was a couple of quick visits, leaving books and juice with his roommates. Then when they came here, he continued to keep Phoenix company when his friends couldn't. It pained him to see Nick get worse, though when he enters today, he's greeted with... that...
An angel? Hardly. Nick is clearly delirious, but it does bring a bit of warmth to Venom's cheeks.]
It's me, Nick. Venom. You're not dead. It seems the illness is affecting your memory.
[He takes a seat next to the bed, noting his condition.]
How are you holding up?