[ This is one of those few times Godzilla's actually extremely grateful for the humanoid body. If not for it his true form would be giving away his embarrassment at Gigan's sudden keen interest in the subject, what with his treacherous gills glowing whenever he feels this way.
Poor guy has no idea his cheeks are red. He's never really blushed before. Rip. ]
I... [ Embarrassed as he is he's also confused, tilting his head slightly. ] I am uncertain what relation to attractiveness possessing small singing birds provides, though I shall take this under advisement...
[ HE THINKS GIGAN MEANS TITS AS IN THE BIRDS, HELP.
Straightening up a little Godzilla proceeds to flip his hair lightly, absently playing with it as he examines the color. ]
My spines are a pink since my evolution, one thinks the hair of my human form would be best left with that color as well. However.... [ A beat, a sigh. He hasn't told this to anyone yet, not even Kaede herself. His eyes go the ceiling as a nostalgic tone enters his voice. ] Kaede-hime is the lone of her kind, must as I am myself. The original Godzilla, the one of the world of origin, he... bah, how to word this?
[ A frustrated growl. Maybe just be direct like Gigan always is? That seems to work wonders. Here goes nothing. ]
When Mothra took me, or him, or... bah!, what ever the case. The pattern of her wings changed to mimic my eyes, her intent was to provide myself with a familiar presence to gaze back on myself when I gazed at her.
Do not make misunderstanding, Gigan, I am no fool. I am of well awareness that Kaede-hime shall likely never feel the same as I do for her, this is fine. So long as I am by her side as Friend, that is enough. In return it is my hope that this-- [ He flips his hair again. ] --shall provide for her the comfort Mothra gave to myself. That she may look in my direction and know she is not truly alone in this world.
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Poor guy has no idea his cheeks are red. He's never really blushed before. Rip. ]
I... [ Embarrassed as he is he's also confused, tilting his head slightly. ] I am uncertain what relation to attractiveness possessing small singing birds provides, though I shall take this under advisement...
[ HE THINKS GIGAN MEANS TITS AS IN THE BIRDS, HELP.
Straightening up a little Godzilla proceeds to flip his hair lightly, absently playing with it as he examines the color. ]
My spines are a pink since my evolution, one thinks the hair of my human form would be best left with that color as well. However.... [ A beat, a sigh. He hasn't told this to anyone yet, not even Kaede herself. His eyes go the ceiling as a nostalgic tone enters his voice. ] Kaede-hime is the lone of her kind, must as I am myself. The original Godzilla, the one of the world of origin, he... bah, how to word this?
[ A frustrated growl. Maybe just be direct like Gigan always is? That seems to work wonders. Here goes nothing. ]
When Mothra took me, or him, or... bah!, what ever the case. The pattern of her wings changed to mimic my eyes, her intent was to provide myself with a familiar presence to gaze back on myself when I gazed at her.
Do not make misunderstanding, Gigan, I am no fool. I am of well awareness that Kaede-hime shall likely never feel the same as I do for her, this is fine. So long as I am by her side as Friend, that is enough. In return it is my hope that this-- [ He flips his hair again. ] --shall provide for her the comfort Mothra gave to myself. That she may look in my direction and know she is not truly alone in this world.