[Still. It's connected, isn't it? To whatever Kim wants to keep hidden, which he's not going to try to look into. Kim wants to keep a secret, and Venkman's no stranger to that. He'll at least extend him that courtesy.
Venkman hardly even noticed the headache until Kim mentions it to him- it's been such a constant of the last few days, he's starting to forget what it was like to live without it. Not only that, but he's spent this whole conversation fueled by adrenaline and rage. With the possibility of Kim finally leaving, some of that fight is going out of him, and he can focus again on the way his head pounds, of how much effort it's really taking to keep his body upright.
The sound of Kim mentally reciting the driest shit he's ever heard this side of Egon does not at all help, and Venkman grimaces, fighting through the feeling of his skull splitting in half to take another potshot at Kim.]
Plead the fifth. 'm not telling you shit.
[Though before Venkman can cling to Stay Puft once more, something flashes in his weakened mind, a memory tinged with quiet, tired pleasure- Venkman curled up against someone, one of the other person's arm's around his, his face pressed into their chest as he breathes slowly, evenly- almost asleep. He eyes the hand laced in his, and how short the red string connecting them is, now. He knows the other person is asleep, but he raises the hand to his lips and kisses it on the knuckles anyway, gently- a gesture that winds up being more for his own benefit than for the other's. Every part of his body and mind hurts, but he has this, and for now, it's enough to keep him going. To keep him alive. And he knows they're not safe, here, not really, but at least they're together. He closes his eyes.
Kim almost certainly doesn't catch the full memory- only a snippet of his thoughts during it. But once it's done flashing through his mind he'll find Venkman is shaking- either from the illness wreaking havoc on his body or fury, it's hard to tell. Probably both. He takes a step back- more of a stumble, really- and leans one hand on the wall to keep himself standing.]
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Venkman hardly even noticed the headache until Kim mentions it to him- it's been such a constant of the last few days, he's starting to forget what it was like to live without it. Not only that, but he's spent this whole conversation fueled by adrenaline and rage. With the possibility of Kim finally leaving, some of that fight is going out of him, and he can focus again on the way his head pounds, of how much effort it's really taking to keep his body upright.
The sound of Kim mentally reciting the driest shit he's ever heard this side of Egon does not at all help, and Venkman grimaces, fighting through the feeling of his skull splitting in half to take another potshot at Kim.]
Plead the fifth. 'm not telling you shit.
[Though before Venkman can cling to Stay Puft once more, something flashes in his weakened mind, a memory tinged with quiet, tired pleasure- Venkman curled up against someone, one of the other person's arm's around his, his face pressed into their chest as he breathes slowly, evenly- almost asleep. He eyes the hand laced in his, and how short the red string connecting them is, now. He knows the other person is asleep, but he raises the hand to his lips and kisses it on the knuckles anyway, gently- a gesture that winds up being more for his own benefit than for the other's. Every part of his body and mind hurts, but he has this, and for now, it's enough to keep him going. To keep him alive. And he knows they're not safe, here, not really, but at least they're together. He closes his eyes.
Kim almost certainly doesn't catch the full memory- only a snippet of his thoughts during it. But once it's done flashing through his mind he'll find Venkman is shaking- either from the illness wreaking havoc on his body or fury, it's hard to tell. Probably both. He takes a step back- more of a stumble, really- and leans one hand on the wall to keep himself standing.]
Get out.
[Of his head? Of the building? Probably both.
Definitely both.]