With time languages evolved. Humanity developed ways to communicate with their groups, yet often required other means of communication with other groups. Like a sniper deprived of her words found herself in need to communicate with a soldier that doesn't talk much.

He thought she had left for good, to never see her again and she would be in a place so far, far away. She never had left, she's bidding for her time until they meet again and she was in a place closer than he'd ever imagine. This is a Venom Snake/Quiet fic. Warning: Rating may change without prior notice.