You were another one of the rescued child soldiers that Venom had the grace to rescue and tolerate. This meant you'd both run into each other multiple times on the transport to Mother Base, and now in the barracks. Though the difference was that before Venom had found him, Eli had been tossed around through any number of genetic experiments. Most related to the canine traits that he now possessed, shaggy tail, perked up dog ears and a keen sense of smell and sight. The lesser known ability or at least what he was good at keeping under wraps was his tendency to turn into a shaggy, slobbering dog when the moon was full. Venom had already designated his traits as mostly not a threat due to his small size and less than threatening demeanor, so now he sat across from you in the barracks as he stared at you. Blush occasionally creeping onto his face as he attempted to think of something to talk to you about. He felt absolutely stupid saying it or admitting it to himself but he was smitten for you and at the moment he was just looking for any conversation starter that didn't make him seem like an idiot. What did people like? Uhhh people liked honesty? Vulnerability right? That's what people liked. "I don't think I'm a good leader for the others. I don't- hell, I'm a proper tosser. A prat. And, well shit I just-" Holy hell he was screwing this up