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Right? I'd love to give it a good beating myself. And a bullet between the eyes. [ She pauses, then smirks a bit and points to her forehead. ] Or right here.

[ A morose joke at her own injury? Yeah, but she feels she's more than entitled to it. ]

But it's only temporary, right? You've been in bigger scraps than this.

[ She opens the bag and slides a dumpling into her mouth. It's still hot but not burning, and the mixture of spices and meats blend together nicely on her tongue. ]

[ On the one hand he's glad she doesn't push the blood issue, it still unsettles him to think he'll have to take hers, almost as much as it unsettles him that he enjoyed it back in the village. He's a little unsettled by Kaede's flippant reference to her mutilation, mind you, but if she can joke about it perhaps it's not so bad...? ]

Indeed. Ghidorah and the Skarred one both were greater threats.

[ With the bag open Godzilla starts to sniff the air as the food's scent fills it. His tail starts up twitching as he glances up at his kin and watches her eat. ]

You are recovering well, Kin of my Soul?

As well as I can be.

[ That's the truth of it, at least. She holds out a dumpling for him, though part of her wonders if he'll take it since he needs blood more so than actual food these days. ]

Forehead still itches at times, and the scar's going to be nasty, but I can deal.

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There is little shame in scars. They show one has fought hard and prevailed, yes?

[ Vampirism be damned, the dumpling smells good. He carefully snaps it up out of her hand, plucking it out of her palm with his front teeth before tilting his head back to get it down. He doesn't just swallow of course, Godzilla takes his time to chew on the fried morsel and let the flavors settle across his tongue.

The spices bring out the meat's natural flavor fantastically! Godzilla purrs and thumps his tail in approval as he pushes his head forward, nuzzling his snout against Lucy's now empty hand. ]

What of your... hands, yes? They are truly lost to you?

[ Scars shouldn't be a mark of shame, but for her, they're a gateway to questions she doesn't want to answer. All the more reason to keep her hair long. Hide away this ugly mark that remains as a reminder of what was taken from her.

She only nods to answer him. Nods and brushes her fingers over his snout to return his nuzzling. ]

I'm just like everyone else now, I guess. No powers... [ She snorts out a laugh, but there's no real humor behind it. ] I could pass for "normal" if I wanted.

[ The loss in her is obvious, from her tone to her body language the wound given to her clearly runs far deeper than thee mark upon her forehead. Part of her has been ripped away, her very being damaged by humans.

With a grunt he half picks himself up so his head becomes level with hers. Reptilian as his eyes may be they're remarkably capable of showing compassion. ]

"Normal", "like everyone else", bah. You are still yourself, you are Kaede-hime. [ He reaches up and proceeds to do something she usually does to him. He boops her. A clawed finger gently tapping the tip of her nose. ] It is not powers that make you, it is the essence of your being that makes you. Your heart and soul are still those of a Titan, none can take that away.

[ The pinkette grunts at the boop, and her nose twitches some afterward as if beset by an itch. Then, she laughs. This time the noise has actual mirth behind it! ]

Y-Yeah...I shouldn't really mope. Not very princess-like...huh?

[ The genuine laughter is a much more welcome sound, in fact alongside her singing it's one of Godzilla's favorite things to hear. ]

Hmm. Sorrow and regret are natural things to experience. Yet one must watch to not wallow in them, yes?

[ He moves to gently rest his forehead against hers, his eyes closing as a sound half rumble and half trill bubbles in his throat. She may recognize it as one of the comforting nosies he made for the eggs a few months back. ]

However we are alive, Little Titan. So long as one lives they can change, they may grow. In truth one is only as powerless as they allow themselves to be.

[ Kaede doesn't want to admit as much, but she's plenty abashed to think back on herself. How she'd wallow very much in that sorrow at times. Let it rule her. Even when she convinced herself she didn't care, the opposite was true.

"You're just making life easier for people who want you dead, and for what? They aren't even around to know that you're miserable."

Part of her wishes Pavia could've met Godzilla. He and his shadow wolves would've had a field day with the big guy, she's certain. ]

Yeah...

[ She leans toward him to return the head bump. Right before reaching up to lightly squish the end of his snout with her palm.

She's alive. So long as she's alive, she'll keep moving. Until her feet give out and she can no longer move... ]

It's hard to undo that kind of thinking. I'm sure you know...trying to adapt to a new situation when it's so different to everything you've faced before.

[ Squishing Godzilla's snout has his tail thumping happily. ]

Indeed. Such change is... difficult. You know well how it has plagued my own mind.

[ Rather than let melancholy set in however he lets out another trill and presses his snout further against her palm. ]

However we do not face it alone, yes? The support of our dear ones is the strongest weapon in such matters. As you have stated before, there is little the two of us are unable of overcoming together.

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[ The more he presses to her palm, the bolder she gets with messing with him. Her fingers wrap around one of his longer teeth and lightly push on it, just enough to give his head a little tilt. ]

Mm, that's right. Nothing has to be done alone anymore. [ She clicks her tongue. ] "Teamwork makes the dream work," or however that saying goes, I guess.

[ Her boldness is rewarded! The big guy offers no resistance, his muscles relax letting Lucy tilt his head. She could probably lead him around like that. ]

The dream work...? An odd saying, is not every dream a unique thing to each being? Surely there is no singular dream that requires working towards.

[ While he tries to figure that one out he turns his head and opens up his mouth, placing Lucy's wrist between his teeth. What follows is the kind of light pressing of teeth against her skin one that cats tend to do.

There's absolutely no risk of injury from it, Godzilla's just... being himself. It's easy to be himself around Lucy, he doesn't need to curb his instincts or more "animal" behavior. She won't judge him and he knows that. ]

[ She laughs at his gnawing. It's a short bark of a noise, but her fingers move without fear as they continue to grab at his teeth. Whatever little marks or dents they leave on her skin never last, so she's not bothered in the slightest. ]

"Dream" means a goal. Like when you want to work somewhere and you call it your "dream job" or a house you really want to live in is your "dream house."

So, working together, a world without those invading kaiju is a dream that can come true, right?

[ The continued playing with his teeth gets him to growl low on his throat, the playful kind of growl though, one accompanied by a happily twitch tail. ]

Ah, then yes. Indeed, so long as we continue to battle alongside another this world shall find itself free.

[ He says that with very bit of confidence anyone would expect from him. Though it may be harder than he first imagined he's still certain victory will be theirs.

But another thought is sparked. One that has him slow in his playful gnawing and tilt his head slightly to the side. ]

An inquiry. Have you given thought on what path to take once the kaiju are defeated?

[ The question stalls her thoughts more than she expects. It leaves her chewing her lip as she tries to picture herself that far away in the future. It'd have to be years from now by all logical metrics. ]

I don't know. I've never really thought about things further than two weeks away.

[ When every day could be your last, living at any other time than in the moment was a luxury she could never afford. ]

But I think, one day, it'd be nice to live out by the beach. Collecting seashells, painting, listening to the waves...nothing to worry about except the weather.

[ Their similarities are at play again. Like her Godzilla's never paid much mind to the future before, it never really mattered. If he wasn't fighting to protect his world he was sleeping, if he wasn't sleeping he was patrolling, that's all there was. No lofty ideals, no "hobbies", no interests. Patrol, fight, sleep. That was it. So much is different now, he has interests, hobbies... dreams. ]

That... hmm. It suits you, Kaede-hime.

[ He ceases his playful gnawing so he can nod, sagely. There's something about her that just invokes the ocean to begin with. Calm, quiet, pleasant to listen to... but capable of great violence and rage at times. Yes, the beach is a fitting place for her. ]

Perhaps when we next head to Okinawa you should investigate the shore and find an area to claim as a lair of your own?

[ She mulls over the suggestion with another thoughtful hum. She does recall even back in her time, Okinawa was mentioned as a prime vacation spot. Rich in cultural heritage, and people were living there since forever ago. Even now, it's a place she enjoys visiting for its pleasant weather and good fishing compared to Tokyo. ]

Doesn't sound bad at all. It's a good sized island, and there are plenty of old houses there that can be fixed up good as new.

[ As Lucy talks Godzilla's tail starts thumping against the bed in lazy approval. ]

Indeed. There is a variety of prey and foraging as well. If the rest of the pack make good on their plans it shall be... quite pleasant.

[ He trails off, a troubled mood settling in. The rest of the pack, the other Outsiders. He's not exactly welcome amongst them anymore now is he? Okinawa might in fact not be a place he can visit for some time.

The big guy sighs and lays back down, resting his head once more in Lucy's lap. ]

It shall make for a good home, I am certain.

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