[ Ratio's words are very inflammatory, almost desperately do. They make Godzilla pause and turn to fully face gim, meet his eyes.

And smirk. Smirk and chuckle in a way that suggests he's only just thought down a laughing fit. ]

Ah. Again you throw words towards me best spoken to a mirror. Perhaps you would be best serve asking from others whom behaves more the superior to the packs. The answer would give you electrocution, yes?

[ A beat. Then Godzilla shrugs in a "what can you do?" gesture, turning his back on Ratio to walk away. ]

Bah, a waste of time and breath. We are both aware there are none you would pay heed to, Doctor of Ignorance.