She does not understand how he can be so calm - though if he has never seen the kaiju for real, maybe he does not understand how terrifying they are. He says he has seen them in movies, a concept not unfamiliar to her. That was how they tried to make the attacks seem inconsequential, saturating all of it in media, turning fearsome kaiju into franchises and entertainment. The thought sends another chill through her.
How is any of this even possible?
Mako watches him step into the water warily, diminished and uncertain. The waves seem innocuous, the pale sand peaceful, and yet -
Perhaps it is her instinct. Perhaps it is that Mako has grown accustomed to searching for the unnatural cresting of waves that indicate subaqueous turbulence. But she sees it before he does, the rippling and bubbling of something beneath the water. Something moving toward him.
"Johnny - " she says, eyes widening abruptly, prefacing the wet slap of something hulking and terrifying bursting in an explosive crashing of blue-green water.
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How is any of this even possible?
Mako watches him step into the water warily, diminished and uncertain. The waves seem innocuous, the pale sand peaceful, and yet -
Perhaps it is her instinct. Perhaps it is that Mako has grown accustomed to searching for the unnatural cresting of waves that indicate subaqueous turbulence. But she sees it before he does, the rippling and bubbling of something beneath the water. Something moving toward him.
"Johnny - " she says, eyes widening abruptly, prefacing the wet slap of something hulking and terrifying bursting in an explosive crashing of blue-green water.