Mako watches him, her frown growing progressively darker and more concerned at the dizzying amount of information he's thrown at her. Rifts - spacetime? Dreams and dimensions - Mako has the vague understanding of the Breach far at the bottom of the ocean, which sounds distantly like this. It is not unthinkable, but for there to be places unaffected by the kaiju, other worlds -

"You have never - you mean there are worlds, places - " She stares at him, caught between the conflicting surges of relief, amazement, confusion. "Places where people - have not had to fight the kaiju?"

She cannot imagine it. She has never not thought about anything but fighting them, about making them pay for what they destroyed and what they took, and for a minute she cannot say anything but can only stare at Johnny, staggered.