"How do you want to take this one?" Venus ties her long braids in a knot so they'll stay out of her face and pulls off the jacket she's wearing. Idly, she wonders what happens to the twice dead, the crowd of people crushed under the ghost of Godzilla's feet. Part of her flares up with excitement at the unknown. Part of her wants to know, and part of her fears more tedium.

Her own heartbeat starts to pound with that familiar, blessed adrenalin rush - she didn't know a shade could still feel adrenalin. She didn't even realize she still had a heartbeat.

"We got anything to drop on him? A...boat, maybe?"