The blast into the pool gets a little jump out of him, more surprise than fear. But what a surprise it is! Who knew this was a sensitive subject for the big guy? Maybe he's feeling the frustration lately or something . . . Godzilla doesn't seem like the type to make casual use of the Neo-Tokyo nightlife the way Gigan does. Either way, Gigan does follow him, and as the immediate surprise of that outburst fades away, it's replaced by a well of fascinated, amused fondness. Godzilla is so pissy about this, and it's charming as hell.
Gigan assumes the Titan who has "fallen prey to this" is referring to himself, especially when Godzilla follows up the comment by asking him about his storied dating game history, so he thinks nothing of it. He just settles himself down near the weight bench to watch. His tail twitches behind him, back and forth, with a kind of joyful energy.]
Oh, yeah, they're all about it. That's what humans are best at! It makes sense once you spend some time around 'em . . . especially if you try going around in a human body too. It's a big difference in what a body like that's good at compared to guys like us.
[Not that a kaiju body stands in Gigan's way, per se. Not even one as modified as his is. But there's simply no comparison in the relative ease of most intimate actions, in the same way there's no comparison in the relative advantage Gigan has over a human in slicing someone in half.]
Hey, how many humans are there on your Earth? Last time I visited Earth, it was four billion! They're not made to stay alive for thousands or millions of years like us . . . they're made to have babies that have babies that have babies that stay alive instead. So it's their skill, the same way we've got our skills.
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The blast into the pool gets a little jump out of him, more surprise than fear. But what a surprise it is! Who knew this was a sensitive subject for the big guy? Maybe he's feeling the frustration lately or something . . . Godzilla doesn't seem like the type to make casual use of the Neo-Tokyo nightlife the way Gigan does. Either way, Gigan does follow him, and as the immediate surprise of that outburst fades away, it's replaced by a well of fascinated, amused fondness. Godzilla is so pissy about this, and it's charming as hell.
Gigan assumes the Titan who has "fallen prey to this" is referring to himself, especially when Godzilla follows up the comment by asking him about his storied dating game history, so he thinks nothing of it. He just settles himself down near the weight bench to watch. His tail twitches behind him, back and forth, with a kind of joyful energy.]
Oh, yeah, they're all about it. That's what humans are best at! It makes sense once you spend some time around 'em . . . especially if you try going around in a human body too. It's a big difference in what a body like that's good at compared to guys like us.
[Not that a kaiju body stands in Gigan's way, per se. Not even one as modified as his is. But there's simply no comparison in the relative ease of most intimate actions, in the same way there's no comparison in the relative advantage Gigan has over a human in slicing someone in half.]
Hey, how many humans are there on your Earth? Last time I visited Earth, it was four billion! They're not made to stay alive for thousands or millions of years like us . . . they're made to have babies that have babies that have babies that stay alive instead. So it's their skill, the same way we've got our skills.
[murder]