You happened to walk past the dog park on your way home from work, stopping to pet one. You cooed as it licked your hand and cheek, before returning to its owner. Venom took notice of your reaction, obviously.

Later that night, while you were trying to find something for dinner, Venom approached you. He looked indifferent. Before you could inquire, his tongue lolled up the side of your face, like the dogs had.

“I wanted to show affection.” He stated, unaware of the difference.