twist my leg why don't you

Silence did not bring her discomfort, she would have quietly sat with Hattori until sleep did decide to take her again. Her mind was much too confined and she knew that she would have to find something to occupy her. She’d only just woken up and already she was restless. Her mind reeled as the cat slipped into the hall. Venom’s bright eyes blinked back curiously as she watched the interaction between cat and wolf. Venom didn’t recognize the language in which they spoke in and her head titled lightly in curiosity.

Hattori seemed to send the feline away, though his tone made it seem like the report hadn’t been expected. He looked back to her and made no move so she could correctly assume his attention was not in dire need. Venom peered up at him for a long moment as she allowed silence to fall over them again as the thought swirled in her mind. She blinked softly before presenting her thoughts.

”What language were you speaking?” She asked him curiously. Venom lifted herself carefully so she was propped up on her elbows. He still towered over her languid form, but that didn’t change how much he eased her vibrant stress. ”Would you.. teach me?” Surely learning a new language would keep her occupied while her leg healed.