"Well, I was more referring to the night ti-" John's words hushed as the new transformation overtook the giant monster, exposing the human element that still remained.... in some fashion. He tilted his head, watching closely, then blinked. He'd seen the human face once before, but it had still been so encased in the black mass that it had still looked strange. By itself, a full head on bare shoulders, he actually looked... human. Or human enough.
Though still adjusting to the sight, John offered the other a grin.
"I think I have an idea of what you mean," he smirked, reaching out slowly but confidently to touch Venom's chest. Two fingertips to the clavicle, one to touch the blackened skin and one to touch the exposed. Just for comparison. He let the hand drop. "Do you feel different when you're like this?" His own transformation was barely noticeable apart from the fangs, but it left him more animalistic most of the time. At least, when his fangs were exposed he had usually shifted into the different mindset.
He tilted his head. His instincts from the bloodbaths were still up, and in this form Venom had a very appealing neck. Most of the time he looked too solid to eat, but this neck....
John smirked and snapped himself out of thought, and his eyes from the pulsing vein. It was a bad idea, if he pushed things he would get blood drunk, and whatever indiscretions he hid from his nest, they would certainly notice a rampaging childling. Besides, John was no fool. The skin and face looked human, and the voice was decided more traditional, but who knew what blood laced with... whatever it was, would do to a vampire? The creature itself was a parasite, and had rejected John.
He let his hand drop. "Apologies, couldn't help myself," he winked.