[ A light breath, and Venom swipes at Jesse's chin with the quickly-dampening jacket. ]

Good to know that whatever you ate hasn't changed your personality.

[ Small comforts in times of urgency. Venom is genuinely glad for it, despite the mildness of his tone and the dismissiveness of the statement; he turns Jesse's face over between his fingers, real and artificial, and the touch is incongruously gentle despite his rough frame. ]

But you're still gonna need to see a medic. Soon.