"See how clever he would be without a head. Or better yet, see him try to use that gauntlet after we bit his hand off." Venom quipped. "Were he still around, we would make him pay for what he did to you. All of it."

As Loki's glamour went back up, Venom shrank, the symbiote going back into his host. Eddie sat back down on the couch, as a thick tendril emerged again, forming Venom's head once more.

"Let's just say Venom can sympathize with the whole not liking heat thing."

"Heat in general does not bother us. Fire can kill my kind. Fire and high sound frequencies."