((It’s been a week since you had to deal with this. Each day, getting more and more dangerous and less for you to even be near her. The symbiote has undoubtedly changed Vivian.. and it’s all feeling like your fault.))

You walk into the lab, seeing Vivian already conducting an experiment with extra help. The symbiote’s black tendrills extended and moved, serving as a helping hand for Vivian. With her heightened sense, she easily was able to turn around and notice you. Her eyes dilated, before a smile formed.

The symbiote’s tendrills inch their way back, merging through Vivian’s lab coat and into her body before she began walking over to you. That’s when you notice it.. she wasn’t in her wheelchair anymore. She walked straight up to you, gently guiding a finger across your chin.

“Mm.. tasty.”