She stumbles behind him automatically at a fast clip, torn between opposing viewpoints. Mako wants to cut a slow, silent path to the bridge without a struggle. Raleigh favors the use explosive brisance.

She closes her eyes. She cannot remember when the city last looked this way. The kaiju did not tear their way through the buildings, but the place is no less desolate than if they had.

"Do you know them?" she asks, seizing the point that does not cause her mind to split two ways. "Have you met them before?"