[ Nobody makes demands of Godzilla. Nobody. Especially not some spineless little human that lacks the convictions to stand by their rage.

Godzilla's expression turns sour instantly as he finally looks at Raidou. His eyes flash, literally lighting up with a pulse of pink light, and he peels his lips back to bare his teeth in a snarl. He's still got fangs but that's less a vampire thing and more a "Godzilla isn't great at the small details of shapeshifting" thing at this point. ]

I am Godzilla. I go where I please, when I please. The petulant mewling of a spineless whelp is no deterrent to myself.

[ He turns his gaze back to the children he's watching over, waving a hand dismissively in Raidou's direction. ]

If my presence is of such concern than you have my leave to remove yourself from this place. My encouragement to do as such in fact, I find your speaking to be... tiresome.