“I guess you did, but you should have tried to jog some memory. That didn’t exactly give my amnesiac self a lot to work with. I mean! Where’s the context. You know? Where’s the trying to explain to me just who were were to each other. …You see, a river cuts through rock not because of its power, but because of its persistence. Being a little more persistent may have helped your cause.” He said with a dramatic gesture of his arms to go along with his speech. “You think I’m angry about Raven? Pfft. Me?” He paused for a moment before continuing. “Okay, yeah. Maybe I am a little.”
He let out a soft laugh when he heard her words, like they were funny to him. “I didn’t try hard enough? Gwen, my dear, I didn’t even know who I was!” He retorted. “I was combing my hair back and listening to classical music while hiding out in a cramped, dirty little safehouse. Doing math in my free time!” He watched as her cheeks reddened with anger, like she was Tinkerbell. So small and so angry. Yet the slam of her fist against his stomach still managed to take him by surprise. He bent over a bit when he felt it and partially slumped against her. Moving his hand to grip her arm to hold her back from giving him another one. Erratic giggles began to escape him and he knew if this was anyone else- or even if she didn’t have Venom inside of her, that he would have retaliated. Instead her pulled her into a hug and leaned his head against her shoulder. “That good, huh?” He whispered into her ear.
Gwen gritted her teeth together. Had he always been like this, or was it a side effect of whatever had happened to him? She was starting to see him in a whole new light -- one that she wasn’t sure she liked. “No, a river cuts through rock because of erosion. Don’t go overthinking it.” Venom chuckled inside her head, and she had to smile. The symbiote made her want to jump out of a moving train 80% of the time, but sometimes she really enjoyed having him around. “If I’d cheated on you, I could understand it, Jeremiah. But I didn’t. We weren’t together. I loved you, but you didn’t love me. And that’s fine, because you weren’t, well, you... I wasn’t going to push myself onto you and make you feel worse and increase your paranoia..”
Her foot tapped against the pavement -- a product of both her anxiety and irritation. “Okay! You didn’t know who you were! I didn’t know who you were! I’m glad we have that established.” As soon as her fist slammed into his abs, she felt the slightest bit of guilt. Resorting to violence was never something she wanted to do if things could be resolved peacefully, but she’d done it now. There was no taking it back, and she definitely wasn’t going to apologise for it right now. Jeremiah grabbed her arm, and she used her own strength combined with Venom’s to rip it away from him, black tendrils twisting around her shoulder and extending down her arm. “Do that again and he’ll bite,” she warned. She allowed him to hug her, but stood perfectly rigid. At his question, she shrugged the shoulder he was resting his head against. “Yeah, actually.” She’d had enough of his questions and tantrum. “We can either try and move past it, or we can keep this going for a few more minutes until I walk away. It’s up to you, Jer. I love you, but I’m not going to stick around if all you want to do is make me feel like shit for a one time thing that was supposed to make me feel something other than upset and alone for five minutes.”