(Godzilla expected some people to group around him while others would back off, but suddenly there's a blanket in his face and for a moment, he doesn't even realize who he's talking to. An excitable little one, isn't she? He can't really blame her; metahumans falling from the sky at the same time is kind of a big deal.
But once the blanket is off his face with a snort, he gets a proper look at the approaching hero and gives a proper little roar for a greeting. Pinky! He remembers pinky. Heck of a time to bump into her again, but amidst the confusion of time travel and the confluence as a whole, he happy to see a familiar face.)
Confluence
But once the blanket is off his face with a snort, he gets a proper look at the approaching hero and gives a proper little roar for a greeting. Pinky! He remembers pinky. Heck of a time to bump into her again, but amidst the confusion of time travel and the confluence as a whole, he happy to see a familiar face.)