[Yusei watches as Godzilla points to himself, then to Yusei, then to the mech.
...He smiles. He can't help it. The idea of something that looks like a giant lizard-dragon steering a mecha is an oddly endearing one. Cute, even.]
I'm not entirely sure how it works. But apparently it takes at least two metas to pilot one of these things. They work together while connected by their minds.
[His eyes are still hidden by the goggles, but one can easily imagine the wistful, almost nostalgic expression they're making.]
...You're sharing your memories, your hopes and dreams with each other. Moving as one.
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...He smiles. He can't help it. The idea of something that looks like a giant lizard-dragon steering a mecha is an oddly endearing one. Cute, even.]
I'm not entirely sure how it works. But apparently it takes at least two metas to pilot one of these things. They work together while connected by their minds.
[His eyes are still hidden by the goggles, but one can easily imagine the wistful, almost nostalgic expression they're making.]
...You're sharing your memories, your hopes and dreams with each other. Moving as one.